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whatever this is
by Angela Thomasoh, sweet boy, i want to tell you that life
changes as time goes on. that fleeting clutching
of the chest with each romance, it becomes softer
and softer, not because the romance is less real
or less substantial, but because, well, you've done
it before. a perfect dish at that perfect restaurant
the second time around is still amazing, but not quite
as spectacular as you remember. drug addicts chase
the first high every hit after, until they overdose
in one final attempt to get back to bliss. we fall
asleep together and wake up in each other's arms
wrapped in smiles and kisses. a hug hello seems
like it's been forever when it's only been a day.
i'm not saying anything except, you'll never feel
for me the way you felt for your first love, and you
never will again, but let's give whatever this is a try. 07/16/2012 Author's Note: for hakan
Posted on 07/16/2012
Copyright © 2024 Angela Thomas
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