Vivacious heart, she desires me and no one else.. my trembling finger tips leak of persperation as i wilt and bend awaiting her touch.. i want to hear her voice again. My neck and shoulders; a coat hanger for her tears if she so desires a closet to place her skeletons, I am here, I am security. Squiggly lines being shot down and perpetuated into my
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My heart is still Jon's until I take it back and give it to Josh... After months I'm with Josh.. very happy and very comfortable with my choice..
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i want to reply in same, but i don't want to make attempts at outshining
your passionate prose.
you really are something, you know? beauty and strength and underlying amusement.
you weren't the only one feeling it sunday night [monday morning?]; the things you said... the things you promised me
the things we whispered, the things we have to look forward to... i can't record your words
because they are too private & sacred for journals or even telephone lines.
anyway
i'm glad you finally went to bed this evening.
i hope that you aren't as ridiculously tired as you were today
because i'd really like to connect with you
on those levels that only you and i connect.
i love you.
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