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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am i asking for too much? am i?
i feel like i'm forcing C to a corner.
creating more heartaches and
headaches for him.
am i being too unreasonable?
was i too overboard to ask that of him?
maybe i shouldnt have.
i should have taken it in like a man.
endure. keep it to myself.
if i did, he wouldnt have to cry.
if i did, he wouldnt have to suffer.
if i did, he wouldnt have to worry.
if i did, his heart wouldnt be heavy.
was i too selfish.
mental note to self, i wont do it again.
i wont ask anything of him.
i'll just take it. like a man. keep it in.
he doesnt have to say it.
i know how he feels and thinks.
i can do it. i can take all the heartaches.
i can. i will. even if it breaks me.

this week and the next is gonna be
tough for me. cause its PMS time.
sucks. i hate to handle moodswings.
it makes me tear for nothing,
angry the next second
and happy the next minute. wth.

if this love is what i wanted,
i must be prepared.
prepare to fight wars.
prepare to give everything up.
prepare to get hurt.
because its all worth it.


/waking up to no one each morning
is like drinking from an empty cup.
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