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Trying to write down my thoughts, before I go insane.

I'm awake at midnight yet again
what do I think about in the wee hours?

You.

This can't happen,
it shouldn't
...but I think about us...

If we were, that is.

You're the best friend.
Two wordsOff limits.

I can't, but I want to

Conversation is light and
non-threatening, unlike others

This is torture sometimes, b
ut it's all in my head I'm sure.

Midnight comes and I drift to sleep
thinking of a forbidden some one
I get along with
well
and the fantasy that comes with a dy
ing hope.

Maybe the light will break over
the distance between...
and I'll wake up
from the hell that is wha
t I know is wrong.





I'm tired.

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  • La fanciulla
    February 25

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    I've missed your writing---and you. :P

    I know what you mean.
    Sometimes it is the thing which we cannot have---the forbidden fruit (so to speak)
    I think my favorite part is

    "This can't happen,
    it shouldn't
    ...but I think about us...

    If we were, that is."



  • Taodesteve
    February 23

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    well written m'dear, well written indeed.

    But you might want to check the way that some words are split betwixt lines, that kinda breaks the flow-age