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Published: 2011-06-05 21:51:15 +0000 UTC; Views: 104; Favourites: 1; Downloads: 2
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What do we mean?To ourselves,
to each other,
to anyone at all?
What is the definition of "us"?
Are we friends?
Something more?
Or, I fearfully ask,
something less?
What does it mean
when you laugh at everything I say?
What does it mean
when we can talk about anything?
What does it mean
when you almost shyly compliment me?
What does it mean
when you text me smiles just because I ask?
The truth is,
I'm not over you,
or the thought of that "us".
The truth is,
I feel like, when we're alone,
you love me too,
if only for a moment.
The truth is,
love is a number's game.
And with the countless amount of time
I spend with you,
I don't see how I could lose.
It's impossible for me
to forget about you.
I just have to make it impossible
for you to forget about me.
Even after what you've told me,
I still see something else.
Maybe I'm fooling myself.
But why then,
am I not the only one who sees it?
Even your best friend
sees the way you act toward me.
So what's really going on?
What are we?
What does this mean?
What is the definition
of this forever unanswered
"us"?
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Comments: 5
Starlight2014 [2011-06-29 17:15:27 +0000 UTC]
that thing there in your chest cavity under your rib cage. dont die of shock but its called a heart.
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Starlight2014 In reply to MusicalAnarchy [2011-07-06 18:18:24 +0000 UTC]
dammit! i said not to die of shock! *gets defibrillator* you will live!!!!
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Starlight2014 In reply to MusicalAnarchy [2011-07-09 00:37:34 +0000 UTC]
always makin u laugh
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