Cold winds saturated with uncomfortable heat waves.
Noise all around.
Humans buzzing super fast.
One more to fall till the devil's hour.
The jigsaw lies incomplete.
So lonely...
Why aren't we next to each other?
Why this dependency on a sequence of hertz?
Recollection of joyous moments together.
Toes wiggle.
The blush spreads.
Yet so lonely.
Love,
Paradise,
Sin,
You.
Monday, December 31, 2007
Posted by snails.make.lollipops at 10:49 PM
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Your journey has begun. I love you. Sam.
I know exactly what you mean.
Check out the last two blog entries by me - they're about the same thing.
Love.
that was damn good. pretty damn good.
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