All choked up inside because
there is so much I never say, wanting
to share everything and grow up
way too fast, that's not how
things work around here, not
now under microscopes
I love you to the point of
not breathing, a precaution to
ensure such radical notions remain where they
are, but today you
told me the greatest thing you could
ever have brought to my ears, that you
recognize
the simple truth, the difference, this
wonderful knowledge you and I have of each
other, something others chase for so much
time, and yes we have some of
that loosely-defined handhold on
reality, the ticking, but
I need you to know, I
still cannot find words.
Oct 26, 2012
Oct 26, 2012 at 11:14 PM UTC
All choked up inside because
there is so much I never say, wanting
to share everything and grow up
way too fast, that's not how
things work around here, not
now under microscopes
I love you to the point of
not breathing, a precaution to
ensure such radical notions remain where they
are, but today you
told me the greatest thing you could
ever have brought to my ears, that you
recognize
the simple truth, the difference, this
wonderful knowledge you and I have of each
other, something others chase for so much
time, and yes we have some of
that loosely-defined handhold on
reality, the ticking, but
I need you to know, I
still cannot find words.
Maybe tomorrow?
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