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incoherent ramblings. i had a poem. i really liked it. but lj ate it.
so there you are.
and here i am.
the word there has the word here in it.
i wonder if you noticed that.
you don't seem to notice much.
which, i guess is good for me.
but i know i'm not myself around you.
because of course, i'm insanely self-conscious.
even though you're amazingly easy-going.
but i can't be that intolerable because you sought my company.
even after i wasn't myself.
have i ever been myself around you?
i can remember from last year.
i was testy and aloof.
but that was me then, really.
and i'm not like that anymore.
you've always been the same.
but it's only just now i'm appreciating it.
and i'm glad you're yourself, because that's what i like.
but what if that's what you like about me?
that's not me.
how can you like me?
a resolution, then.
i'll be more of me.
and you be the same of you.
i think that'll work nicely.
everyone has their off-days.
and i think it's been my off-weeks.
and i think i'll be more outgoing.
because i'm done with sitting in the shadows.
ashamed of everything.
done with being unremarkable and less than memorable.
i want to be a felt presence.
so, you're where i'll start.
you can feel my presence.
i'll feel yours.
that should be good.