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i went outside, ipod, notebook, and pen in hand ready to write a whole lot of nothing. and here it is:
every time i say your name i have to catch my breath and no i couldn't catch it if it weren't for you. you're what;s familiar when i've lost direction, ad this state of confusion you're what keeps me believing there;s hope. you make me think i've found love, and i must say, i like the thought of this.
grip your hands around the cup that hold your release from everything you've been trying to forget. ever since we've left you, you've been doing this to yourself and i don't understand why you feel like you need to get away when you can see me as much as you choose to call.. so take another sip and let it run through your veins; go ahead, scare me once again like you did when i was too young to understand what intoxicated really means.
i'm no stranger to rejection, it's better than curiosity, but lately i've been hesitant to say the words to you that could make or break this and i guess i can't bring myself to admit how i feel about you so let me know who it is you're partial to so maybe i can face rejection once again without even realizing hope.
you make me feel like i'm someone worth talking to, like i'm someone worth wating for, like i'm someone worth your time, like i'm someone worththinking about, like i'm someone worth loving, like i'm someone worth living.