I want you to understand the way I’ve always felt about you. How I longed to feel your lips touch mine. The way I would ache inside as you walked hand-in-hand with her; away from me. Out friendship was something I treasured. I could never express myself to you, because I feared I would lose you forever. Perhaps I was actually afraid of gaining you; I mean, as much more than a friend. I’ve wanted to be with you for such a long time. And now that you know this; I’m vulnerable and yet again, very frightened.
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"Writing, to me; is simply thinking through my fingers." — Isaac Asimovz [This blog is mainly one that concerns my life with my furbabies; Princess Coco and Mr. Whiskey, 'Chiweenies.' You've been warned.] My blog is mostly one of "journal-esque" (diary) entries with few real names being used to protect the innocent or to keep those who are not so innocent from being tracked down. View more posts