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It's like opening my eyes for the first time. Like awaking from a dream to find it there - laying next to me. Like a warm, bright day in June, after 6 months of rain.
You are like air, my first breath. You are a waking enigma of laughter and my grattitude is soley yours. Nothing is more beautiful than your imperfections, the little things that I like to pretend I cant stand, but in reality I cant live without.
Nothing feels better than knowing you're always there to come home to. After 7 years of bad luck, a super storm and Mt. St Helen's eruption... I walk with a hop in my step because I have you to look forward to.
And yet I want to slap you, just stand up and walk out the door never to look back. But I never go... I can never convince myself to leave no matter how hard I may try. I can't think of a sane reason why... or why not. And thats why its beautiful.
You take all my dreams and throw them away without a shred of mourning, and show me with a smile that things can get better than dreams. You can always pull me back to reality. My little Heaven on Earth.
pouring her heart out.
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" I realise and I are looking at each other. Sometimes you look at people instead of touching them."
Hanif Kureishi
'Midnight all Day'
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I realise (name I can't remember)...
blather chewed up the brackets
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The days that I am left to watch you only in my head, those are the days that matter the most, those are the most critical times and a test if you will. The days in which you bleed in my thoughts... the days we go without speaking after a fight, does your image burn strong still? Do you haunt and hover like a disillusioned spirit over all I see? And the answer my Dear, well you will find it covering my lips, and calling out to you in my eyes, when they meet with yours at last. When all is forgiven by so much more than apologies, so much more than words.
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