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Greatness is fleeting but obscurity is forever.
I saw her and I missed all the time we used to have. When did things get so rushed? Where did all our time go?
Then with him, I didn't know what I wanted. He let me stretch; he let me talk. He let me whine and get confused and attempt to stop him from saying any self-deprecating comments. He was so himself, so giving, so wholehearted. By the end of the evening, we were giggly and loving. Once I got home I realized that what I had wanted was him.
Current Mood: floating?
I saw her and I missed all the time we used to have. When did things get so rushed? Where did all our time go?
Then with him, I didn't know what I wanted. He let me stretch; he let me talk. He let me whine and get confused and attempt to stop him from saying any self-deprecating comments. He was so himself, so giving, so wholehearted. By the end of the evening, we were giggly and loving. Once I got home I realized that what I had wanted was him.
Current Mood: floating?