I always feel as if you're hugging me as if you don't want to let go, like you're scared of losing me. Like you're trying to convey something you won't say.

Like when you look at me, and talk. With the cryptic comments, like "It will never be finished."

I just wish you would.

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There once was a little boy named Luke. He lived in a rural area of Virginia ( Read more... )

Your birthday is in two days...

Je ne sais pas.
Shoot, I didn't photograph the scrapbooks.

Just like a star across my sky,
Just like an angel off the page,
You have appeared to my life,
Feel like I'll never be the same,
Just like a song in my heart,
Just like oil on my hands

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On our way to formal, I was asked two questions by Glenn that stood out to me. One was about a friend liking me, random, but okay. I told him yes, he did. This friend had liked me for most of the time we'd been together and on and off. The other was like a cheese line you read in a book or see on TV ( Read more... )