Tuesday, January 02, 2007
InwardConfloption
in truth, i've got piles to say to you. so much, so suffocating. to question, to tell, and i have no idea where to start. however, tables turned when i finally set visuals on you, i left myself mum because if i were to speak, i know, i'll have my verbals clenched. there's so much stored inside that i cant wait to let-off. instinct kills, many say they resemble the mythos; some says they'd rather believe than disbelieve. without a doubt, your words melt my unyielding heart and made me skip a beat. still, doubts in your words are throwing me down. i stress my thinking nerves when your lips move. stories clicking with remarks of the past embark on its playbacks in umpteens. i truly abhor this, something's missing, harshly marking a cruel gap between love and trust, it parallels a monography, represented by lines; without color.
dont you be my let-down.
i heard, 'Jossy, you finally found.'
but,
does he feel the same?
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