::random thought::

Enrique and I met up after work because he said he had something to give me...we spent about 2-3 hours in Starbucks telling eachother about the most randomest things about us.  I finish his poems, he finishes my sentences... yet for some reason I cant stop thinking about my Rock Sterling, who stole my heart before...same age with strings attached--and I dont want to think of Enrique as a copy, even though they are extremely different, yet their courting (for they both court me) is the same.  Enrique gave me chocolates with a poem written on a bandanna because he said he thought i was a little gangster on the inside lol, very cute..will post up the poems we made tomorow