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misstree you can't just
wait until you get back from the bars
and ask if you can sleep next to me.
i can't wait for you to do that, and
i don't want you to come to me
drunk, exhausted. now is not a time when
i can be that concubine.

we are star sign brethren, and
we both know better than to attach,
but i want to be able to properly enjoy
without fretting, without waiting,
without wondering
if i am nothing more than a good fuck.
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jane although asking the question relieves some kind of tension, i usually never want to hear the answer 061015
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Christ without the cross What are you to me? I can answer that. You are all my reasons, and some still buried in the snow. It does not matter what i am to you. i know of love that is loved that is esteemed above all else. i know of that kind of love. i had that experience. You gave it to me once. You loved me like that once. things have changed. Love has changed. I will continue to love you more even as our romance begins to rust. A love that still loves as the lover walks away. I will watch you fade from view and close my eyes so i can see you in my memories. 061016