jane love is real,
real is love

love is feeling,
feeling love

love is wanting
to be loved

love is touch,
touch is love

love is reaching,
reaching love

love is asking
to be loved

love is you,
you and me

love is knowing
we can be

love is free,
free is love

love is living,
living love

love is needing
to be loved

amy outwardly, I'm not.
but inwardly I probably would be, if I had the memory backup... which is why I don't tend to be, outwardly.
I have a great memory for what exactly happened, though, just not the emotions it might have stirred up.

I guess what I'm saying is that I wish that I was at least something of the sort, so that I'd have a center to constellate over... and here I mourn mourn mourn.
what's it to you?
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