| Prediction #2 I miss you. I miss seeing you even though I don�t want to fall. I miss hearing your voice feeling your skin in my arms in your arms, in a state of completion, in a clich�. I want to hold on to you so that you can�t go, so that you won�t just stop talking and leave. I want to make you walk around, come on up to me and say hi, even though I want to stop everything-- slow it down, go to a crawl. Make you forget me make you see that I am silly, that I am immature, that I can�t ever attain high and mighty aspirations-- can�t ever attain you. Will you feel the same? Will you come back? I need to touch you, I need to embrace you for now for days, for my life. |
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