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Cows in the Sides of Barns

My chest feels tight My breathing quickens I don't know how to feel The thought sickens Every being of my existence. I don't do goodbyes I cannot face them I don't know how to deal Even the thought of them Makes me want to cry. I feel weak and vulnerable I can't handle it all I can't face the eye contact The final hugs And all the tears that will fall. I am not ready. I need more time But more time means nothing When it is never enough I need more time. Time with you But then that means less with her I need you both. But life is too fucked up to make it easy Especially with me and her. I love you. More than you can imagine. Our souls are intertwined And distance can't change that. Nothing will change us. We are whole and together We can do it all Tearani, I'll always be in your heart When I can't be squished in a tiny bed with you Or singing down a road late at night Or seeing cows in the sides of barns Or laughing at not funny things. We are always connected with our soul. Forever.
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May 15, 2012
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