April 17, 2009

• friends as lovers, lovers as friends

  

  i am always humming this to myself:

  I sense there’s something in the wind
  That feels like tragedy’s at hand
  And though I’d like to stand by him
  Can’t shake this feeling that I have
  The worst is just around the bend
  
  And does he notice my feelings for him?
  And will he see how much he means to me?
  I think it’s not to be
  
  What will become of my dear friend?
  Where will his actions lead us then?
  Although I’d like to join the crowd
  In their enthusiastic cloud
  Try as I may, it doesn’t last
  
  And will we ever end up together?
  no, I think not, it’s never to become
  For I am not the one

  so. i’m 22. and how i’ve grown. it feels amazing.
  i am itching to travel. forget plans. let’s just go. come with me.

  love love

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