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you aren't close enough until i'm feeling your heartbeat.

maybe i just need to get this out. so i can rest my mind a bit. maybe one loud scream will be enough to drown out every other little thought that comes floating through, like some sick video game that you've been playing for hours and when its over you can't quite focus because the neon images are still so bright in the backs of your eyes.
i'm sick with something that they just can't cure.
and i can't say a word about it, because it isn't official enough yet for me to purge out the tears from the past three years of aching for this one little moment of ecstacy.
it's not offical enough for me yet.
but i miss that boy of mine. i can't wait till we can call the same address home. (oops, i let it slip a little).

4:41 p.m. - 2007-01-15

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