Wednesday, January 28, 2009 | |

I Wander Back

My mind wanders back to her.
When I have allowed this in the past, I have been met with disappointment and inadvertent rejection.
Remembering this, I force myself to forget her mischievous smile and flirtatious manner. After all, what does a wolf have to offer a sparrow?
With a touch of bitterness, I make myself cold to her reminders, forsaking the lines upon which we had spoken.
And yet, at some point, my ignorance fails, and her kindness surprises me. I doubt my earlier judgments, and begin to slip into old habits.
I see her affection for her beloved, however, and remind myself that it makes no difference.

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