it lingers behind you, round clouded corners, brandishing your dreams...carrying the weight of your worries and following your shadow through the day..
you pretend it isn't there, isn't following you from dusk, but you know it won't leave anytime soon. and even as you deny its presence, and ignore its attempts to grasp your attention, you tingle when it's near; you know that eventually, you'll have to give in.
you hold out for weeks and months, you think even perhaps a year... but no, love's sneaky like that. it jumps you when you think you're done and turns you on your head.