I need you to understand something. I wrote this for you. I wrote this for you and only you. Everyone else who reads it, doesn’t get it. They may think they get it, but they don’t. This is the sign you’ve been looking for.
You were meant to read these words.
Monday, November 10, 2008
The Long Way Home
This place could be a paradise. All that it's missing, is you.
I am completely enamored with this blog... You're right; You could be anyone I know. But it doesn't matter if I ever meet you or don't, because sometimes these posts are exactly what I need to see when I need to see it. Please don't stop?
This place could be a paradise. All that it's missing, is you.
*sigh*
ReplyDeleteI am completely enamored with this blog... You're right; You could be anyone I know. But it doesn't matter if I ever meet you or don't, because sometimes these posts are exactly what I need to see when I need to see it.
ReplyDeletePlease don't stop?
Yes, that is true. All it really is missing...is you.
ReplyDeleteAll that's missing is you.
ReplyDeleteIt is paradise. You're here now. Me.
ReplyDeleteHow I often think that... or something similar :)
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