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, and I have yet to realize that there might be a "No Diving" sign. I have my heart pending on two individuals, both so much a like, both in a situation that is like water on oil. I have the Navy girl, far away, and with a mission. A mission that clashes with my pride of my home. The other, the dating girl, with dying love, that clashes with my morals of relationships. I want both, but I know I can only have one--if there is one. The relationship girl is the one I am leaning towards, even if I go against my morals and cause a stranger of a man to be heartbroken and filled with hate while contradicting his own words of, "Whatever makes you happy."
The next time we meet skin to skin, do I touch lips to lips? Do I hand her a new book and a pen and tell her, this is the new novel--and we're publishing it? This is yet another situation that I have been stuck in--that has only one person to answer--Father time.
I want love, even if it makes me a theif.
The next time we meet skin to skin, do I touch lips to lips? Do I hand her a new book and a pen and tell her, this is the new novel--and we're publishing it? This is yet another situation that I have been stuck in--that has only one person to answer--Father time.
I want love, even if it makes me a theif.