Sunday, September 5, 2010

1am.


1am, alone in my bed, thinking about you. the lights are too bright, no music, still there you are. we are crossing lines, left and right, and i feel so young and silly cause i just want to hold your hand. we creep towards closeness and it feels good. i give myself full license to think about you and it's the perfect combination. i think that we may never even kiss again, but just get closer and closer to the moment.

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