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Jul 2014
You brought me to god in such a way these written words cannot convey or express so you mustn't detest what I'm about to say. You may ask how so, why here, why now, but even I don’t know the answer I seek. All I can do now is put my heart into the words I speak. Your decision to leave has left me weak at the knees. You've put a lock on my heart and stolen the key, why can't you see that I'd bleed for you. I hope I find some rhyme or reason because love is in season and I need you to believe that I can alleviate and remove the weight resting upon your shoulders. Why can't we grow closer while becoming wiser and older for when the nights grow longer and colder I'll be there to keep you warm, love and protect you. That was my promise at least. In genesis my only intention was your friendship, now I reminisce how It progressed so rapidly we couldn’t capture the beauty of patience does it make sense? You say we’re moving too fast, this is true yes, but is it a test questioning the validity of my claims to never be the same as my father and to love you as I would my own daughter. A promise to my mother when I’m with you there’s no other. I cherish the days we watched the rain stream down my window panes, can you feel my pain? If I lose you I'm afraid things will never be the same. When you’re away I pray for the strength to explain the pain I feel. I can no longer conceal my promise to be a better man, I can achieve it just maybe with you in my hand. I continue with genesis because as I read these memories I can’t help but think about the love we shared or way we cared for one another. If I had a second chance to meet from a glance I would do things differently to ensure that you wont forget me.  I think its godly the way that I undress your body and oddly you don’t stop me despite the fact that you told me to leave and never come back. But I stayed, must've been so you could play with my broken heart. The pieces are scattered by all the women that really mattered in my life. Truth is, I've never had a love like this so I'm not about to give you up that quick.
HVNTĘR GRAY
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HVNTĘR GRAY  23/M/Dissidence since 1995
(23/M/Dissidence since 1995)   
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