Sometimes I just have to remind myself I am not

Saturday, August 27, 2005

A nine of a night.

I didn't know if I wanted to hear him tonight, because I wasn't sure if I was ready to begin to fall in love with him.

Tonight is a perfect temperature summer night. Beautiful.

I place the heart you made into your hands, though I have no power to keep it from you in the first place. I pray that if these feelings were something you wanted me to feel, that they would come again, and if not-that they would cease to take me away on a cloud.



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