Icarus's blog: "Hurts to watch."

I let some demons out today.
On here of all places.
You know who you are, you know what you heard.

But I thought I'd take a minute to focus on the good.

And the good is

... it wasn't the last time I was ever going to see her.
I went through this whole week thinking she was gone.
For really reals. And then tonight
at work part 2
She was there.
Eating crappy food and talking to dipshit prime.
So I walked up, smiled
and handed her some chocolate.
the comment was "see- at least here someone cares about me"

...
sigh

more than you may ever know.

So I asked where she had been, initiated brief somewhat awkward (LOOK! I can be smooth in the right settings, or with the WRONG girl, but not the wrong setting and the RIGHT girl, so being brief is the only way TO be cool right now)
and she
touched me

... er... *coughs*
yeah.

I know, not a big deal, in fact I think she's touched my arm before when I said something outrageously clever
and I barely even remember the circumstances, I think she just... smiled
and ...
touched me
right over my heart
almost half-stepped into it
and smiled.

Time didn't stop.
But I'm pretty sure I had to make sure I wouldn't overload and faint right then and there.

What my body language training has taught me was
"SCORE!"
but has also told me "not a big deal"

who cares.
I got to see her again.