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Monday, April 17, 2006

i don't know whats wrong with me this evening.
so out of character, so out of energy, so out of place.
must be the endless talks, thoughts and standing obligations
and the lack of flowing alcohol and drowsiness.

i drown myself yet again in sobs
and finally know wads happening.
im not sure i can categorize the love i feel for you - its a mixed beauty.
im not sure if love ought ever to be labelled and put in tidy boxes
and kept in the store.
i think i will eventually.
we have so much shared history
but this love might be attributable to just friendship.
right now, it hardly matters.

songs will always be songs
words will only be words
dreams are still dreams..
u have been the one calling the shots for the past month.
or is it that bitach?
and i guessed thats enuff or probably way
too much for us in less than 30 days.

and for you mr helicopter,
everything about you is almost indiscernible.
u r sending shivers down my spine.

7:42 PM



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