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I just want to fill this void
Complete this emptiness in side me
Obtain the matched feeling that I have
To find that person would be the greatest gift
She would be bearing the greatest gift

These unfair feelings
Cherished and far between
Fleeting moments of intensity
Fulfilling faintless desires
Incognito pseudo falsities
Focused heart-full thoughts
Wanting future outcomes
Congruent within present fiction
Features of mutual connections
Spoken and feared not discarded
Unbalanced romantic friendship
Multifaceted in complexity
Intoxicated truths foretold
Recurring facts displayed
Desires flung around
Truthful in each others face
Mutual fusion held back
Unfair on my behalf
Forged bonds respected
Wanting to temp fate

Another birth year
Another year to unfold
Another single celebration
Another celebration being single
Another taken by a girl
Another girl taken
Another lonley night
Another night alone
Another pillow held in my arms
Another arms held empty

To be honest as I’m snuggled in my bed with my blankets the lingering smell of your perfume haunts me not in a bad way but in a lonley way, a pale comparison in my empty arms.

I want you back in my arms
At first I cradled you gently
One arm under the pillow under your head
The other over your waist barley touching
I wonder how comfortable this uncomfortable feeling could be
I could fall asleep like this she spoke
Her man holds her too tight

Laying behind the pillow
Hiding from the tops of pine trees
Kissed by the rising sun
They sway and shiver
Taunt and tease
From each gust
Till they go blind from sight
Only to be shown again
But from a bright moon

the end of the would was said to happen
She felt the need to call me
To tell me that she loved me
Before that was said a pause in her voice made me worry something was wrong
I asked if everything was all right
she said that if the world was to end she wanted me to know this
a nervous laugh and I said loved her too
I was going to ask what she is up to for the rest of the day
But she needed to go and give every else a call as well

These questions we want answers
The questions we have
Answers to these we seek
Not wanting to offend

Gently these questions are presented
The answers come gradually
Fearful are some
Joyous are others

I wanna go back in time
Back to the time when I was happy
Unhappily happy
Back when I could talk to you about anything
But that one thing

I wish I could just talk to you now like then
But things are different now
We are older now

This lonley feeling I have
I can’t talk to anyone
No one to tell how I feel
It would be you but it might be awkward now

These words could be some punk rock song
They might have a good beat to it
Or some emo singalong that girls screem at the top of their lungs

All this on a note that is tucked between the pages of your favorite book
Or more likely a flash drive, or multimedia card sitting on the edge of a shelf

All these past words
All these past thoughts
All these past lives
All these past times

I wanna go back in time

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Let me be the caring soul
The friend always by your side
The person you turn to advice
Your secret teller, your lover

Carful with the type of love you seek
Losing control and giving control
It turns you on
It changes me

Stroked is the power
The obedience of another
That might be only part of a scene The tipping point is soon reached

Dark is that place
Even if It happens out in the light
The belittlement brings pleasure and joy
The kink takes control

Soon lost will be the previous
Dominance over the dominated
Emotionless emotions played out
The darkness consumed

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