Tuesday, August 3, 2010

Belonging Eloquence

I want to love again. I want to feel loved. I want the feeling of flying, that rushing joy and the swallowing worlds. head spin. I want your hands to want mine. Smile in your eyes. The expression of bliss when you look at me. In short, I think I miss you. In short, we belong together (at least for now). In short, the future is long and I'm scared.

Hold me.

He called me beautiful
And suddenly
Nothing else mattered

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