About 2 weeks ago,
galpal asked me, " Do u like him?"

"I don't know."

"Does he like u?"

"I don't know."

Last night, the question popped up again.

"Do u like him?"

"I don't know."

"Does he like u?"

"I don't know."

And he says, " There r only 2 possibilities. One, (he held up a finger) he likes u. Two, He's stupid"

"But he's ard the area wat! He says he's in town, so he just drop by here to meet me."

And she says, "Just because chinatown has a "town" in it, doesn't mean they are near ok?"

"ok...tt's y I asked him to go hm. No point he wait for me just to see me awhile then hafta go le. He doesn't drive."

Laughing, he held up a finger again, "then there's 2 possibility. One, He likes u. Two,

(he held up a second finger)

he's kum gong"

Oh well, I wldn't mind he kum gong for awhile more.

(shrugs)

Just the other day,
I was happily telling galpal that something wonderful might be happening to me.

But in the light of day,
in a more conscious state of mind,
I'm feeling the suffocating panic again.

The more he tries to get close to me,
the stronger the urge to run.

And I'm not sure if i want to be caught.