Thursday, April 9, 2009

Both Hearts Beat Like A Metronome

Come here. Yes. Because I want you over here, there is too far away. Why wouldn't I want you next to me? Haha I know you're short, but that's what's cute; when you gaze up into my eyes it makes me feel worthy - almost like a protector or some such  even though we both know how self-conscious I get around you. You're the only person that makes me feel vulnerable. Don't look at me that way, you've known for a long time. At least suspected... haven't you? I know, I know, it's just that you always seemed so far away, even though I considered us to be close; the type of boys you dated were so... different from me. Made me think that you thought of me as some type of joke. Seriously. You'd be surprised at the amount of people that don't take me seriously (or maybe not...).
Tell me something. Do I ramble? Well I don't know, I feel like you get tired of hearing my voice. You say that, but you're eyes say something different. Haha I don't quite know what they say because I can't read you that well, I wish I could though - things could have been different. Yes, for better or for worse is right, never know. I'm rambling again. I'll stop. You  don't though, so somebody has to...
But I do have to impress you! or at least make you laugh, do something to see you're radiant smile. Haha what do you mean "you don't buy that". I'm not selling anything. Yeah, that's the problem I have with a lot of people: they don't take me seriously either. I'm genuine, really I am. I make act like a clown sometimes, but I really am genuine. No, no, I know you know that, I don't know though, I guess it's just a point of contention with me. 
Me? Mad? How could I ever be mad at you. Well, actually yeah, there was that one time, huh? Other than that though, how could I ever be mad at you (huge smile)!?
Come here. Wow you're short... Haha can't help it. Wait, no, come here. I never envisioned myself getting this close to you... You're right, it does feel weird. 
In a good way.
Is that my heart or yours beating like that? Their so-

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Do I talk to much?

JbP

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