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Apr 2016
You told me everything that was bothering you.

And I did the same to you.

And we were together, which is what I wanted.
It’s still what I want.
It’s still what I hope and pray for.

I guess you could call me pathetic.
Or a loser.
Or a lost cause.

But I was not a lost cause on that night.

Because I found myself in you.
I found myself in your problems.
I found myself in your presence.

And I never wanted that moment to end.

Because for the first time in a long time, I found myself with you.

And the only thing I was lost in was your eyes.
A beautifully delicate situation
Nick Moser
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Nick Moser  Greenville, SC
(Greenville, SC)   
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