Bruises

Jan 28, 2005 18:30

Two people coexisting side by side in a universe
Where anything or everything means anythign that you mean
Or want it to mean
You are scared of saying it or meaning what you say because
This.isn't.love.
Love thrown around doesn't mean anything but what you feel in your heart is real
What your eyes tell me is real
Then way I feel when you touch me is real.
Something undefined but a chemistry that tells you it's meant to be
Because words are something meaningless
Tossed around.
Thrown around.
This.isn't.love.
A heartbeat meant for you,for me, for us.
We are not but coexisting side by side
in a bliss of eternity and hereafter.
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