what a waster

San antonio was nice,
Saturday night we went downtown.
we saw SA night life.
t'was ok.

im not sure if i love being alone or i hate it.
i suppose it's more enjoyable when it is planned.

the other day i saw a friend of mine at Best Buy,
it went like this.

"Hi!"
"o hey! whats up? haven't seen you in a while"
she is wearing her blue polo with a yellow tag, so she didnt have much time.
"we are going to alix's tonight, you should come!"
i knew i had plans that night, the probability of me going was pretty shy.
but those eyes.
big, hopeful, childlike eyes. sparkling like stars. i was caught in a daze.
"of coarse i will!"
damn.
what do i do now ? ignore her calls?
be a jerk.
but how could i say no to those innocent brown eyes.
like two coffee rings on the breakfast table, left from that wonderful morning together.
her eyes are moist. not from tears only from sincerity.
innocence.

innocence is beautiful to look at but hard to follow.
so it seems