» there’s love, which is much deeper, much different. It’s a thing of beauty.
Kiss me. Take my hand and stare eagerly into my eyes. Gently push me up against the wall, move in close so your body is pressed against mine. My heart flutters and my blood rushes because I know this is it, this is going to be our first kiss. My eyes say, “follow me to the ends of the earth” and all I want to do is be yours.
The Lines on our hands state that we are for Forever.
"The Lines on our hands state that we are for Forever"
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Saturday, January 21, 2006 at 6:19 PM
i met a guy. not long ago.
a guy that attracted me immediately
a strange connection. just like him.
i cant help it but to compare them.

one that i loved so deeply in the past.
one that hurt me so deeply.
i wonder if god is fooling me.
why is the past coming back to me.
why does he have to be back, now.
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