Thursday, January 08, 2004

my solitude is my savior
except for when i'm with you and
you are my everything and
i never want to be alone ever

but
always you leave and
i am left again with this shell and
needing to be filled with your eyes and
the feeling of your lips and arms and
your words and
your smiles

then
i am scared that you and
i are.
what, exactly?

0 ..::thought(s)::..

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