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Wednesday, December 23, 2009

The man you used to be

I miss the talks we shared, our dreams, our heartaches
I miss knowing that you'd catch me when I fell
I miss my rock, my solid dose of reality when I flew carelessly down the wrong path
I miss your stubble that you would scrub across my back to make me laugh
I miss thinking you were invincible
I miss knowing you were the smartest person alive
I miss sharing experiences and thoughts and feelings that no one else would understand
I miss feeling like someone actually got me, knew me and still loved me
I miss feeling so special because you chose me to be yours
I miss the deep belly laughs that would make me cry
I miss your stories that proved you were the most interesting person to ever live

I miss you.

Tuesday, December 22, 2009

cycle

Every day I wake up expecting
Every night I go to sleep pretending

Today I wandered around believing
Tonight I close my eyes knowing