We didn\u2019t last long without pressing together like an exclamation mark; I had been watching her for a while.
Her absent-mindedness mirrored me, filling her words with sincerity and a shallow, playful grin.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I have five vegetables in the rice and a strong desire to see you.
Four garments to hang, and I\u2019m picky.
Too much common sense in this society.
I force myself to drink water like a camel by a heater, I listen to Sandro seven times a month.
My eyes shine when I want to cry, and my myopia blurs my view.
I touch my heart whenever I can\u2019t find myself.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Simplicity seems boring to me, yet I love staying silent.
I ask too many questions, but say very little.
At chin-chon I lose myself, I play competitively.
I make a fuss in the caf\u00e9; I\u2019ve always been my best actress.
I like the sweet, and also the savory.
I get angry at tactlessness, overwhelmed by others\u2019 lack of it.
If I close my eyes, I always think of fantasies.
I could move houses once a month.
My mom says I\u2019m cold, but I\u2019d call myself reversible.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I must admit I\u2019m drawn to her legs, as much as I am to falling asleep next to her again.
Anyway, I\u2019m leaving; the microwave is cooling down.<\/p>\n\n\n\n