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.
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