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There is a part of me that wants to love you forever. Take your heart in my hand and walk along this path with you. The other part of me haunts my dreams of us. Words remain constant in my mind of past conversations and blaze doubt across my thoughts. To think that I could be even a portion of your disconnect makes me feel uneasy to the point where I feel that I need to lose you to show I love you. I'm so confused and almost lost...in you sigh...
To be continued...

To you...

I want my heart to belong to you.
I want my love to be yours.
I want our eyes to meet in the mornings.
Our kiss to linger through long days.
I want my touch to send chills to your spine.
My voice to give you butterflies. Again.
I want to whisper poems in your ear daily.
I want to press my cheek against yours and embrace.
I want to see your face behind closed eyes only to open them up and see you again.
I want to be your lover and your friend.
I want to swim in the currents of your heart and make home there.
I want you to place your hand in mine and feel safe.
I want to see God in our love.
I seek His face to ask permission of your heart.
I want to show you what He has shown me.
I want to read scriptures with you.
Hug trees with you.
Sit along tides with you.
Breathe air with you.
Grow...dream with you.
More than be with you, I want to live in you
I want to live in love with you.
I want to fall in love with you everyday.
Every minute, I want to know more of you.
Hold more of you.
I want to reach my hands towards you.
But you won't reach back.

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My heart hurts and I know why. These tears keep falling for you. I'm so torn. I want to write but I can't, my inspiration is gone.

Thoughts...

There is a part of me that sometimes wishes I was a man. If I was, I think it would make "this" easier. It would make falling for you easier. It would make situations that aren't working, easier to walk away from. Thoughts invade my mind like floods swallowing cities...whole. I've become immersed in you. So much so that even "if" it subsides there will still be watermarks and remnants of you.
It's only day 3 since the last time I saw you and it feels like months. So now I'm here...trying to figure out how counseling sessions turned into make out sessions. How friendship went from getting to know you to falling for you. How innocent conversation turned into heart throbbing, butterfly fluttering, knee weakening, mind blowing intellectual stimulation. You've got me writing poems for you. Searching my brain to lyically write songs for you. I'm feeling things I haven't felt in a while and it's crazy that it's you bringing it out of me. By no means am I lost, but I'm finding myself wanting to get lost in you. Wishing I was there so I can hold you, kiss you, talk to you. My mind is all over the place but constantly on you. Does that make sense? I'm reliving the bayou with you. The not so rising sun that crept up on our lips meeting again, for the fifth time I think LOL! I knew that I wanted to hold you and not let go. I knew that I wanted to do more than kiss you, then. I know now that I want to do more than get to know you. I want to learn you. Live you, breathe you. I know now that I am without regret, moving more and more towards...