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Post by Jeniy on Aug 21, 2005 23:03:27 GMT -5
I wrote this the other day about a guy I went to SC with..hope you like.. (and in case you are wondering, it is also posted elsewhere on the internet...)
This Shows How Much I Miss You
It's dusk, the stars just starting to appear. The Sun is still trying to set. I find myself sitting on a bench, and you're next to me.
Silence is the gap between us as we sit fairly close. Your fingers brush mine, and suddenly our cheeks are together. You smell so good as you nuzzle at my hair, touching me gently.
Soon, your forehead is against mine, tenderly rubbing noses and sighing. You whisper in my ear, "We can't do this." Looking up at you, I simply ask "Why not?"
The look on your face scares me, but you continue to caress my face. "People don't understand. It looks bad on our part." "So?" I ask, laying my head on your shoulder as you play with my hair.
A smile breaks out on your face, and you lean over and kiss me. "That's my girl," you breathe. I smile too, feeling like I finally belong to someone.
A soft beeping shatters the silence. I open my eyes to see you staring at me from my monitor, same smile on your face. This shows just how much I miss you, when I dream about you.
8-15-05
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Post by twinpeak14 on Aug 22, 2005 7:43:59 GMT -5
umm so did that actually happen marley, or did you just dream it or what.
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Post by Master Leonhart on Aug 22, 2005 13:02:11 GMT -5
yea what chris said, either way i think its good.
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Post by dank on Aug 22, 2005 13:57:50 GMT -5
im pretty much in complete agreement with the other two. really good poem, but u need to answer chris's question.
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Post by Jeniy on Aug 22, 2005 14:02:04 GMT -5
It was a dream, guys, don't freak out on me! Like that would happen to me in real life....lol
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Post by dank on Aug 22, 2005 14:08:45 GMT -5
well, u never know, ur the one that wrote the poem...
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Post by Jeniy on Aug 22, 2005 14:23:22 GMT -5
yes, but I did mention the dream sequence that occured at the end
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Post by twinpeak14 on Aug 22, 2005 16:15:54 GMT -5
yeah but i thougth u actually did that on amissin trip. i would have to lecture you big time on that. a mission trip is to work not get w/ someone geeze, btu since it was a dream i don't ahev to go there.
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Post by Master Leonhart on Aug 22, 2005 17:42:27 GMT -5
yes atleast it was a dream, even i would have to lecture you on that one. Either way it was an amazing poem.
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Post by twinpeak14 on Aug 22, 2005 20:16:51 GMT -5
yeah ti was a greta poem. would be nice if taht happoened to you in SC on a vacation, though.
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Post by Jeniy on Aug 22, 2005 21:16:38 GMT -5
eh, I'm still trying patterson...not for the same person, and not in SC, but still...lol
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Post by twinpeak14 on Aug 22, 2005 21:19:47 GMT -5
well you knwo what i mean if you wer w/ someone in a beautiful placeall alone and he's all romantic beign i think that'd be great for not only you but any girl.
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Post by Jeniy on Aug 22, 2005 21:36:42 GMT -5
yeah, i know, I'm just being goofy...but that would be nice...
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Post by dank on Aug 22, 2005 23:07:37 GMT -5
well, u kno, i think everyone would like something like that if its at the right time. but its also definitely true that a mission trip is not the right time
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Post by Jeniy on Aug 23, 2005 11:34:15 GMT -5
I agree...that would be so wrong on a mission trip...
Ok, I wrote another poem today...it's really cheesy, but I can't help it....
Mental Insight, Physical Silence
Standing right beside you, I feel so invisible, And yet you're looking right at me. I'm so comfortable, and yet I feel so awkward. I can't bring myself to tell you how I feel. However, I'm not sure it would matter. As much as we have in common, Something tells me you won't feel the same. I guess it's just a hunch, Seeing that's how it's always been for me.
I'm not nervous around you, I just want to impress you. Everytime I see you, My heart hurts, Knowing I'm not yours, Knowing you're not mine. I wish there was a way, For me to tell you, What's going on with me, What's going on in my head, In my heart. I wish there was a way, For me to see what's in your head, In your heart.
8-23-05
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