So basically..
I've come to the conclusion that this is basically a bitch journal. I never come on here and write when i'm totally happy or excited..because when that is going on i'm out living life..not sitting at home on a Friday night reeling from the realization that the man I recently started calling a boyfriend is perhaps a.) out with another woman b.)
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My friend.
Missing you in the depths of the hours,
And hoping we ever get to hug
I wonder these things
And all I can do
Is HOPE
And fantasize about you
Life keeps on moving,
It has for all I've known,
Yet knowing we've never gotten to share promiscuity
My hour saddens, and wanes...
But alas, don't fret!
Life will be what it will be!
I'll just keep hoping always we ever get to be, together...
Boom-Shaka-laka!
A memory of sweet love, Forever :)
Ploys to and fro, with
Inspirations here and there,
Pleasure to be had in your company
Is something I'll swear for to make happen.
I miss you, my friend.
Love,
Dustin
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