February 2012
1 post
Drunken Words Speak Sober Thoughts
You get drunk.
You send me loving messages.
You tell me it wasn’t you.
You call me to profess your love.
You let me spill my heart out.
You spend intimate time with me.
You share your feelings.
You listen to mine.
You ask not to have a relationship.
You ask to be intimate.
You put me on an emotional roller coaster.
You ignore me.
You are my best friend.
January 2012
4 posts
Sometimes I just want to tell you how much I miss you, but I am afraid that people will take it the wrong way.
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