| familiar_voice | ||
| Mahayana |
even tides and a familiar voice grasping past, colliding into the future hand outward, spewing with velvety gestures foolish insane mind, swirling colours traipsing liquidity of love, seeping into my soul |
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| silent storm |
I'm pathetic. I am so in love with you, but I never seem to have the words to tell you how much. I guess I just stopped trying because nothing I say, write, or even think does justice to my feelings for you. And how can I even begin to compare to you? When everything you say to me makes me smile shyly and look down blushing. I never even liked my name until I heard you say it. Your voice, your words, They make my fingers tremble My palms sweat My pulse races at the sound of you. I wish I could convey to you, in voice, what is in my heart, espcially now that I am not there to physically show you. Maybe then you'd have no doubts about my love for you. I miss you. |
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