the music was quite right.
melancholy...ish.
friends keep it from getting too crazy in my head.
i did well not to think too much upon the situation at the other table, and how i wanted him to see me and my heart and not think it was hurt. true friends are the best. ones you can count on. he did come back around to give me a high five, but when she wasn't there. i don't know how i feel about that. i do feel she's not too fond of me, or jealous. i don't know why when she's got him, in her pocket. i feel a sadness in between us, but that could be a projection of mine. i suppose i would say that, despite that, i am happy for those who find happiness with each other. except for those some small feelings of drips of honey in the bottom of the heart, pooling around, as if waiting to be realized and used and utilized.
but there are prospects and hopefulness, and i'm not always sure why, but i'm looking forward to now.
