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June 2012

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I Think I Miss You...

=> Distance does a number on the heart and even more so on the will to carry on, but I think that I am a firm supporter in hope; though it may be easily lost. Having decided to sit back next to myself for a day I have come to realize that for all of my imperfections and discreet bugs, I miss it. I mean you, I’m sorry. You haven’t met me yet, though I’m hoping you’ll remember the moment just like I do after we leave each other. For everything that you are and will be, I will be there much like your guiding hand in those times when the chair just isn’t enough to hold your sadness or pain. I guess that dreaming in this way gets you into trouble especially if you believe you are living only for a moment, but that has never stopped me from wondering what was next or when I would embarrass myself enough to trip. I’ve done this many times all around and if there’s anything that I’ve learned is that each time isn’t like the previous if only for the shoes upon my feet. That look I receive and the warmness you radiate make me forget that this ever existed and that I could continue to fall only to get picked back up. I’ve never been able to describe this pit that has manifested itself upon my very heart until only recently and I truly believe that it can only be explained as a longing or impatience to wait for change. Each experience remains a captured moment in time as a gift that is placed around the inside of your heart, creating a warm flow of feeling throughout you, so that the next time a moment happens, another gift is added; rather stacked. It is because of this stacking nature that they are naturally prone to collapse thus it hurts. Not only does the impact cause pain, but the moments you’ve held so dear are no longer there. But there is no fear to be had for gifts are gifts for a reason and the seeds that we plant become evidence of a better tomorrow…All the same though despite my ridiculous attempt at creating a definition for that pit, I still miss you, though I haven’t met you yet…Those moments will happen and until then the stage is yours for the taking.

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