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i miss you... we kissed for the first time after running through forest park. and each time we would kiss after that, my heart was vibrant and everything so vivid, alive, electric. my pulse still quickens.
i miss you... we would watch the light play on the rain-streaked streets from your apartment in the tallest building in the small city.
i miss you... we made a house together and played as though adult.
i miss you... we acted as simple adolescents with a lot of singing, boisterous laughing and alcohol.
i miss you... your intensity as we walked together until dawn through the streets of portland the first night we met and ended the intensity with a perfect, soft kiss.
i miss you... we felt love again, briefly, years after the first before i left and we would become strangers again.
i miss you... we thought for hours aloud together, paralleling each other in our intellect and insecurities.
i miss you... you introduced me to new ideas, theories, people, pleasures that made me feel really alive. my eyes are still open. thank you.
i miss you... we shared medicine, though yours was of a very sapien sort. your timid lovemaking was a gift.
i miss you... your energy, vitality and spirit are still so strong in memory. i was never a match, too broken when we met.
i miss you... too soon, too soon, we met. you know me too well, this makes me nervous and at ease at the same time. i have no idea if we will reconcile, but i really don't think so.
i need to slow down and be alone with friends for a long, long time. long enough that i can get excited about the idea of love again.
i miss you... we would watch the light play on the rain-streaked streets from your apartment in the tallest building in the small city.
i miss you... we made a house together and played as though adult.
i miss you... we acted as simple adolescents with a lot of singing, boisterous laughing and alcohol.
i miss you... your intensity as we walked together until dawn through the streets of portland the first night we met and ended the intensity with a perfect, soft kiss.
i miss you... we felt love again, briefly, years after the first before i left and we would become strangers again.
i miss you... we thought for hours aloud together, paralleling each other in our intellect and insecurities.
i miss you... you introduced me to new ideas, theories, people, pleasures that made me feel really alive. my eyes are still open. thank you.
i miss you... we shared medicine, though yours was of a very sapien sort. your timid lovemaking was a gift.
i miss you... your energy, vitality and spirit are still so strong in memory. i was never a match, too broken when we met.
i miss you... too soon, too soon, we met. you know me too well, this makes me nervous and at ease at the same time. i have no idea if we will reconcile, but i really don't think so.
i need to slow down and be alone with friends for a long, long time. long enough that i can get excited about the idea of love again.