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Ten

I saw a boy yesterday. And he's a store of information and interest just like you. He could be my forever. Maybe not. I swore I wouldn't let you be my forever. I will not let anyone slip through my fingers because you are in my palm, frigid and detached. I will not let your ignorance hold me back from what I can find. But I fear I will be tethered to you for a lifetime.

I hope you will not think it is not you I love.

June 6, 2014 4:21pm

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