the line
I crossed the line last night when i looked back and wanted to live the moment just one more time
I totally forgot what got me across the line in the first place
when I was supposed to be in the moment, I realised it would never be that moment again; I realised I had moved on
when I opened my eyes, I really did want to forget last night;
dashed out and cursed all day
I crossed the line, but it isnt one you drew
I want you... us to draw a line
because I like being with you
no, love being with you
I dont want to go back, I want to move on
yes, with you- let's get over this and quit the mark timing
posted by lissingmink @ 12:51 AM
10 Comments:
Ur enigmatic
I'm not sure if that was a laid back rant of sorts, or a poem kinda...but I'm sure I'm going to read it again and try not to call you Maya Angelou.
To me it is as clear as day.
every time I read one of these posts I get the feeling i am the most artistically/poetically/wordsmithically challenged person up in here.
I so totally feel you Jay. Lissing Mink, this is amazing.
@savage... yet another big word- i cant keep carrying my thesaurus with me... thanks?...
@scotch... ohhh blush blush
@baz... great minds
@jay; darl... the feeling comes and goes always
@degstar... nothing to do with technique luv
Sigh. Double sigh.
That post gives me an uncanny feeling of, uh, déjá vu. I don't know how or why I stumbled upon it, all I can say is that I feel you... gut-wrenchingly feel you....
:-)
Sooo...! I'd begun to think of you as a love cynic. Here you bring me back.
This line you crossed...
must have been a thin line innit?
@minty... always 2 sides to a coin
@dudu ... almost missed it!
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