Carpet

lying on my carpet, i suddenly realize that i am lying in the exact place where we once rolled around together, naked and sweaty. i considered being sad and then realized i have nothing to be sad over. but for the record, i think about it sometimes. just in passing. like, oh dear lord that was wonderful. ridiculously i find myself ashamed of myself when i talk to you. suddenly im shy. im not very cool. cant compare to the others you hang out with. mostly, i just wish i could read your mind so i would know how you feel about all this. ah, well. i guess im just being silly.