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I am restless tonight and I'm not sure why. Now, it is December 31, 2010

Now that I have typed out December 31, 2010 and said it out loud, this may be the root of my current angst. I am a 21 year young girl, sometimes I must remind myself and others of that fact.
Recently, I've been trying to pay close attention to interactions of people in places as things.
I enjoy the company of friends and strangers. I enjoy music and literature. And due to an unfortunate romance, I enjoy leisured love potentials. Without the promise of potential of course. Ha.

I miss looking at that face.
There was a moment at sunset
We drove along the Sacramento delta and sang to the music that soon fed emotions so strong,
There was a moment at sunset, I looked to my right and thought to myself, how is this even possible.
Several weeks later, my anticipation to look to my right grew so irresistible
My eyes would grow wide. My face formulated childish smiles and my heart raced to seemingly endless steps to forever anywhere.
I had hands that knew how to find you, how to heal you. How to relieve yours and mine. I had hands that knew. I had ears that would mourn and rejoice in synchronization of the fighting tide.
My eyes were always in constant awareness. The vibrancy of every waking vision was too stupendous to miss the mistress. As for the senses of scent as well as taste, I learned the lesson of temptation, that of forbidden fruits.

Moon light guides my wants to a dead end of manipulated needs.
Memories that interrupt daily motivation should be evaluated and marked non priority.
Right?
Communication is key. Don't be angry.