with each word your tenderness grows,
tearing my fears apart
and that laugh that wrinkles your nose,
it touches my foolish heart.
last night was lovely.
just sitting there and talking.
about how it all started, and the paths we took to find each other.
and when i'm with you.
i feel as if i don't need anything else.
don't need recognition, don't need everything else worldly.
i think the most suitable word right now is joy.
except that once again, this is going to end in tears.
but it's alright, i suppose.
i'll just take what i can get.
posted by meishi @ 9:48 PM
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