I think I'm in love. It's so stupid. Stupid feeling, stupid situation, stupid desire. He's younger. Much younger. He seems to like me. Or he pretends he likes me. He promised to call, but he hasn't called yet. I'm waiting. Fighting with desire to call him. I won't call. I don't have to. I want but I won't. I know, tomorrow I'll be allright, I'll control myself again. But it will be tomorrow...
WHAT IS LOVE?
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