the tallest, the shortest, and the fit
2006-09-21 | 2:30 a.m.
to the one who does not hold me when i cry:
can i not return what you feel? or do you feel anything at all?
why can't you tell me in more than just a few words... cliche, repetitive.
i dont understand how you can forgive me like that. see those things. still be here....
i hope i can devote
fall
delve
live
die
breath
love for you to the one who makes my breath draw:
i hope you find all you are looking for
i hope you aare careful
i hope you are wise.
you never knew the power you held
and perhaps you never will.
i must learn to breath around you.
and forget you when i walk out that door. to my kindred spirit:
we did nothing to desrve it
in more ways than one.
we know things that others will never know
the burden of returning love
the heavy weight of impacting another
we never wanted to watch our step
or bring so much pain
but we must remember that this is just how it is.
we are loved.
and with that, comes great responsibility.
work on your management skills
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