With you
In a crowd
In a room full of people
Around my friends
I'm still by myself.
Seconds slipping slowly sadly from my Saturday.
p.s. I should be somewhere else.
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Sdock,
Crystalline resonance upon an altar decorated with opals and pearly cloth the cashmere brush of gentle water whirling about me in a creek that is always at the perfect temperature for somnolent blissing out on the moment that the sun is in a 45 degree angle tickles its way through the leafy shade and then when it hits your skin the reflective dialogue between the wet and the light looks like a billion stars just born your body is covered in a billion stars your body is but a perfect respite for a soul composed of a billion stars.
How I feel when I think of you.
Happy Valentine's week, love.
And the only thing it makes you feel is hurt.
You hurt because you're sad, not sad because you're hurting.
You hurt because you're numb, not numb because you're hurting.
You hurt because that's the only thing to feel.
You hurt because the only one that understands you is yourself, and half the fucking time that person doesn't get it either.
You scream to make all of those people hear, but they don't get it.
They're there, but they never are.
Sometimes I think it will always be like this and it scares me.
Well, he only told it like it was.
But what else can you focus on? What else is there to draw your attention to?
Sometimes that's all I feel for days and weeks. Then when I don't feel it for a day or two, I think something's wrong or something happens to make it come back.
I just really want it to stop.
Solly,
I love you, too! I never imagined the internet could provide the kind of home and support that this place has. I'm so happy I can share it with you.
*Twirls in, bows. Offers hand to Sdock*
Gladly, dear lady.
Sdock, you need to surround yourself with people who care for you.
I care for you and so do lots of people.
You have to take a look at your life and see that you can't go on feeling unloved, it will drag you down and you are too good for that.
I love you.
Solly, you are so lovely. I love you to pieces. Don't give up. Find a way. No regrets; That means everyday.
I love you dearly.
Thank you for being here for me.
It's nice to know there's someone there, who understands, if you need them.
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