set aside

hate
love
hate
love

reappearences. It's like some sort of disease, I was never really able to fool myself anyway. So I'll try to keep this at bay. as you.
(and ignore the blast of one inch of skin touching)

but.... Sinatra kills me. just kills me. Or better: Cole Porter kills me, Sinatra's voice helps...

"I'd sacrifice anything come what might
For the sake of having you near
In spite of a warning voice that comes in the night
And repeats, repeats in my ear

Don't you know you fool, you never can win
Use your mentality, wake up to reality
But each time I do, just the thought of you
Makes me stop before I begin
'Cause I've got you under my skin "

look away, pass the time, march on and breathe a different city air, see you around, until next time...
just one last thing, before I leave:
you couldn't, I'm guessing.... "stand right here, look me straight in the eye and say
THAT IT'S OVER NOW ?
we pay our debt sometime......"

run. I don't mind.