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Today, like so many other days my ipod shuffles (luna) and lands on a picture of you and me your hand alongside my face your eyes holding a depth indescribable having the kind of love even tears cannot show. And later, dashing about my computer you are there like a surprise visitor who suddenly entered the room part angel, part ghost and I catch my breath my stomach and heart fight for my throat. Love so broken and neither of us know how to fix it. Both of us still feel our Pisces tails tied together still dream of how it should have been. (3-7, 7lbs, 14 oz, blue eyed me, brown eyed you) Your beauty paralyzes me. I think I will cry over you for the rest of my life.
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Jun 28, 2013
Jun 28, 2013 at 11:45 AM UTC
It Never Changes
Today, like so many other days my ipod shuffles (luna) and lands on a picture of you and me your hand alongside my face your eyes holding a depth indescribable having the kind of love even tears cannot show. And later, dashing about my computer you are there like a surprise visitor who suddenly entered the room part angel, part ghost and I catch my breath my stomach and heart fight for my throat. Love so broken and neither of us know how to fix it. Both of us still feel our Pisces tails tied together still dream of how it should have been. (3-7, 7lbs, 14 oz, blue eyed me, brown eyed you) Your beauty paralyzes me. I think I will cry over you for the rest of my life.
I met my astro-twin 5 yrs ago, the story is so complex I don't think I could survive if I tried to write it.
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Jun 28, 2013
Jun 28, 2013 at 11:45 AM UTC
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