Nov 2014
Everything i write feels unfinished.
Just like the conversations we have,
the thoughts i push away,
the sobs that are hushed,
the time that is rushed,
and every time i beg you to stay.
Just like the conversations we have,
the thoughts i push away,
the sobs that are hushed,
the time that is rushed,
and every time i beg you to stay.
Velleities
(n.) a wish or powerful desire for something that nonetheless is not or cannot be followed by actions meant to pursue it.
(n.) a wish or powerful desire for something that nonetheless is not or cannot be followed by actions meant to pursue it.
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where the lines overlap
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