April eyes and my toes are still warm from lasts night cold. Outside on the cool pavement of an old driveway, a unnoticed shiver raced through my body. Staring up into the stars, and wondering if maybe your real after all.

You are aren't you?

How many days has it been since that moment. That very first second? Its over 40 hours later and I am still here. You've caught my attention and I am left curious.

Somehow I think you know that.

I wasn't dancing and you weren't working. It had nothing to do with tattoo's or old hacker conventions - Something else you said. We started talking and somehow just forgot to stop.

All I remember is the depth of an spring sky and how it seemed to go on forever.

So I am not sure why I am writing this, I doubt you'll ever read it. I guess in my own little way, I am asking you that If I lay here, If I just lay here - would you lie with me and just forget the world?