My physics teacher told me;
we never quite touch.
The electrons don’t allow it,
or something of the such.
It would be fun to say a sentence,
idealistic,
enigmatic,
cliché,
and trite.
Perhaps a little something such:
“You touched my heart, you gave it a chill.”
But
you
never
did.
And
you
never
will.
Oct 17, 2011
Oct 17, 2011 at 7:35 PM UTC
My physics teacher told me;
we never quite touch.
The electrons don’t allow it,
or something of the such.
It would be fun to say a sentence,
idealistic,
enigmatic,
cliché,
and trite.
Perhaps a little something such:
“You touched my heart, you gave it a chill.”
But
you
never
did.
And
you
never
will.
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