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...there it is, there.
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Pedestals. jennifer,
perhaps the time spent at a distance
rekindles all that i felt,
i don't know, and
i promise nothing, except that
i'll try to be, and bend as i can
try to keep my fears, under wraps.
it's raining today, but nothing
can bring me down.
[talking to you last night was nice]
the comment you left at post
reminds me most, of the way
you may have felt,
when i left you no other choice,
black back drop, words in red
and i deserved it, yeah, i did.
to want what one wants and not have it
well, that kills.
but i need you as a friend,
as inspiration, as whatever my heart demands,
that i ask of or lean, when i am weak.
when i'll break just to breathe,
the breath you give me
when i feel you caring.
yet, in doing my best, to cut loose
with my face, and my heart, still attached
to me, to my sleeve,
that was wrong of me, yet,
a person does, what they must.
right?
i just know that i have thought of you,
always fond of you, i remain me
yet strangely void, of something.
i mean, who would invoke me now?
and even as i read your words, the comment you left
in response to Amber., i knew, i would have to
give back, more than i would feel to offer.
jennifer, although i was mean, and the things that i said
i read them again and again, i have to defend,
all that i am, i built a defense, to protect me from you,
because i would have let you make me vulnerable,
yet, no one does something they dont want to...right?
now im confused.
yet what i feel and felt for you, i still feel, true
but i had to make things small to be hidden
small to forget them.
remind me. please.
sharing with you, makes me...that brilliant soul,
and i would have you.
you must know.
you must.
