I poured my heart out on the table.
And just like that. No more secrets.

I've let you in. Now what?

And he said to me,
"I want to break through all your layers.
How many are there?
Because I've been poking like crazy."

We ran out of words.
You placed your hand on my lower spine and held me close,
my chin resting on your shoulder.
And then we swayed in silence.

I could feel my walls come crashing down,
drowning as the music got louder.

I've never wanted so badly to fall so you could catch me.

Him: You picked the lamest book in the entire library.
Me: You lurk around libraries and stare at people in between books.
Him: That's different though, I couldn't help it.
Me: You find girls who read the History of Watches book attractive?
Him: No, just you.

Him: I'm sitting on the plane. Bored already lol
Me: You miss me already :)
Him: :)

I think I really really like you.

Me: And what about important decisions?
Him: I think about it. A lot.

And then he kissed me.

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I looked up.
There you were, closing in on my personal space.
My logic, my cool, all of my common sense flew out the door.
And all of a sudden, there's a damsel in me that wants to be saved.

You put fireworks in my heart just as its lights were about to dim.
Oh, I hope by God you don't burn me out.

And so it is.

Utter peace, at last.

No words, no photographs, none of these memories can keep me in our years the way we'd lived them. I remember the feeling, I remember the songs. They don't mean much. Love you, I did. The way I knew how. And maybe deep down I still love you for who you were and who I thought we were. But you're too far in the ( Read more... )

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