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My dream
You make my blood boil. You send fire through my veins and heat through my soul. You make my passion ignite. I'm ablaze with emotion. Why does every passionate cliché involve fire?
Because you also make me cold. You say something so short and cruel the blood chills, my heart freezes, and my soul shivers. That wall of ice I was building, the one you melted with your affection, you froze right back up with your cruelty.
I can't hide from you no matter how hard I try, and in all honesty I don't want to. I can't play suave and sophistication when my heart is in my throat, gagging that clever comment, stifling that witty chat up line. Never mind butterflies in my tummy I've got great giant bats whirlwinding around in there. You stun me, you astound me, you leave me speechless.
You are my new dream
I sit and stare
I am your knight and yet I am still blind to see your pain in time........ forgive me
this is not the end, this is not the begining of the end, this is merely the end of the begining.