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If you know me very well, you know I like to reminisce about past memories. It's my nature to look back and see where I've come from, learn from my past to help better the future. However, I stumbled across a memerabilia of words exchanged between me and my love.
"I never thought i could do so much thinking in my life, and have it all happen at once. I havent had an inch of sleep since the party, and i have been thinking about last night, or should i say, this morning, ...a whole lot. I dont know weather my mind is deceiving, or this is for real. I enjoyed every single waking moment with you, and i felt as if nothing could go wrong, or everything was just in the right place. I bleed my emotions to you that morning, no matter how tired or not we were, i was serious. I feel condemned as such, to now not flirt as much with others girl, besides you. I have that thought in the back of my mind, and once again, it feels all right. Thinking about all of this, non-stop, all at once, 8 hours straight, was almost bringing me to the point of tears. Im not telling you all this to try to impress you, to make you feel bad for me, or get attention, im telling you all this, because this is what i feel, and i feel if i can tell you everything without that akward feeling, then somehting must be right. As almost driven to tears as i stated, i thought of the only cure at the time, and i thought back to this morning when me and you were just inseparable, and i could have stayed like that for the longest time. A million thoughts flow through my mind each second, but i know everything is fine, and im startin to realize what ive been tryin to hide from."
He was such a poet. He wooed me completely. Swept me off my feet.
It's past that point of the butterflies. The poetry. The giddyness. Those wonderful feelings when you hold your love's hand for the first time or cuddle up close. The feeling of their lips brushing against yours that sends that amazing warm tingly feeling through out your body. The tight feeling in your chest when you see them walk near you. The way you can't stop smiling while you're around them. The way they smell so good when you're in a close embrace. The way they hold you close no matter where you are.
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Gosh I miss those sweet words...
I miss all of it.
Everything.
I love him so much.
I miss the excitement, though.
-Schizoid
 Refined Corruption · Sat Oct 28, 2006 @ 05:35am · 0 Comments |
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