Tuesday, February 16, 2010

A-buhhhh.

See, the thing about falling in love platonically is that when you move on something inside you becomes frail. It seems I've been stirring for years, and each time I become exhilarated by someone's persona my heart aches from the absence of another. I want to become so much more than this, but it's the remoteness inside me that seizes to resist. You know, it's not that I need your every moment or your constant devotion, in the slightest bit, but sometimes I just inspire to be missed..

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