Tuesday, April 14, 2009

That Time

It is a time of wonder and freedom; we are a profound secret, unbeknownst even to ourselves.  I want all of you, wrapped around my heart and tangled up in my head.  The sickness in my stomach is absolutely killing me, as I am scared of what you will think of me.  Be rash, take my hand, and let’s wander around together in confusion.  You confuse me, but I don’t care because one day, I will know you better than you know yourself.  The imperfect understanding that I long for is so far away, but that isn’t what is intimidating to me; it is the time that I have to be free and wonder about you. Now is the time, and I am ready to freefall.  I deserve you, and I can’t wait to love you and be loved in return.

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