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our lives have brought us to each other right now because our lives our hearts our hands fit right inside each other to make one whole face to face i can't find the right words to explain i feel like i can't get through but my heart knows you so well that i could help you be the best version of yourself only if you're ready we fit inside each other so well that when you push me away i can't breathe literally i choke on my tears and my heart is a ball that blocks my breath you are a piece of me i've been waiting to find the piece that fits into the big hole in the center of my heart i've been carrying around all this time
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thanks it was inspired by your use of the word today, and the somewhat perfect coincidence of that word in my current relationship situation. maybe you've noticed, it's been up and down, on and off, all around, for about a month now. we seem to be good, but as fast as things can change, i am learning to expect anything and everything at any moment. i was just reading david_and_leigh today
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you were? how awesome is that! what did you think?
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i've been thinking about that time in my life lately and it brought it back to me even more. some things never change
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i loved doing that with you.
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i've always thought our stories here were more evolved; also read a little of i_dreamt_that_i_dreamt yesterday. i was hitting 'from' on the zen pages here and on blue trying to find that blather_is_zen_lately link. funny how none of our stories ever ended
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i think they do not have an end because they are being lived right now, being told as they are happening.
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(by some cruel twist of fate i am never meant to be this way with any one person for very long. in my current state, its probably better for both of us this way)
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what's it to you?
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