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"
"To be normal again"
this is my only venue to vent my thoughts and emotions.
i wish i could rip off that part of my memory, to make things normal again.
is it true that love can never last?
is it true that hearts are meant to be broken, promises are just words?

i miss us. i miss the old us.
the "us" that stuck together through thick and thin.
maybe its just be naivety to believe that you'll stay the same.
or maybe everlasting love doesn't exist any more.
i love you but loving you is tearing me apart.
i can't look at you and not feel hurt.
i don't know if i can love you as much and not hold back this time.
can i love you again? or am i just deceiving myself?
i do not hope for the latter.


/hearts don't break even. no more chances.
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