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| My Other Poem Astrid |
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| The only way to know a sure thing is if you have experienced this thing before. A certain look that can drive you wild. A few words that can make you pop the pills to end it all. That one dream that made you need, for the first time, to really need. Not to need one specific thing but to need anything that you can get. I have had the look, the words, and the dreams...everyday and im still here. He keeps me going, the one that I will find, that will just love me, and I will know it. I want to find the artist not the model. I want to meet the guy who is always there but never noticed and I want to experience his world through my bored, miserable eyes...love is so far, not so close. I had it , lost it , and it's not coming back. Not till he comes, not till he loves, not till we are there in that moment, I don't know what moment that will be, but i will knkow when it comes, that everything is perfect, that I didnt screw up or ruin anything. No tension. We will be comfortable and happy...together. We will not need to lie or tell each other false stories of our past. We will be totally interested in what had happened in each others lives, what our past plans for the future were, what we would do if everything worked out...together...alone. Whatever would happen, it would, and we would accept it, we may not agree with it, but we would accept...together. | ||||||||
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