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I've been missing out on something for a really long time now it's starting to (finally) to make sense and I'm beginning to (finally) understand our fascination with each other Maybe my past has been preventing me from experiencing it Or perhaps it's my current state of body and mind the two are so closely linked that I can't properly pry them apart. Maybe that's why I love children so nonthreatening and uncaring   so small and close, without a care of convention Maybe that's why I don't know a whole lot of vital information about myself- that apparently I SHOULD know that apparently everybody else on this ******* planet knows But last night I saw it in that old hole in the wall   I saw the way she looked at him and how he looked back I saw how couples were holding hands, getting closer I saw friends all dancing together and I realized that I am really bad at all this connection I can connect to you with words, not touches I realized that when he put his arm around my waist and I froze and pulled away I just couldn't, even though it might have been nice Maybe it will be someday- maybe I will be able to let go but for now I am aware, and that's enough
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Dec 6, 2013
Dec 6, 2013 at 4:52 PM UTC
Took long enough to get over that
I've been missing out on something for a really long time now it's starting to (finally) to make sense and I'm beginning to (finally) understand our fascination with each other Maybe my past has been preventing me from experiencing it Or perhaps it's my current state of body and mind the two are so closely linked that I can't properly pry them apart. Maybe that's why I love children so nonthreatening and uncaring   so small and close, without a care of convention Maybe that's why I don't know a whole lot of vital information about myself- that apparently I SHOULD know that apparently everybody else on this ******* planet knows But last night I saw it in that old hole in the wall   I saw the way she looked at him and how he looked back I saw how couples were holding hands, getting closer I saw friends all dancing together and I realized that I am really bad at all this connection I can connect to you with words, not touches I realized that when he put his arm around my waist and I froze and pulled away I just couldn't, even though it might have been nice Maybe it will be someday- maybe I will be able to let go but for now I am aware, and that's enough
Wrote this at 1 in the morning after a night out. Haven't come up with ANYTHING (good or bad) for a while now, so I'm going to take the plunge and post this. Even though I don't think I like it? Although it may just be the subject matter I don't like :p
JBar
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Dec 6, 2013
Dec 6, 2013 at 4:52 PM UTC
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