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and it's hard to hold a candle |
2002-05-14 - 1:37 p.m. make-out with marco prestently listening to: intentions to: soberity level: Marco- some seemingly self center little...well...wanker. you tell me why thats attracktive? it is. i love our chemistry. we play off each other too well. cunning wit and stoner slurs. hmm, yes. that cow palace show...i thought for sure we'd make-out by the end of the night. i could tell you wanted too, and i now i did. what kept us then? as many minior implications as i could possibly list, i truely believe it was done, or rather not done, out of respect. maybe that was you being a better friend. i invited you to my house..i knew what i was doing, but at the same time not thinking. i like you. i like your touch. i like the way you touch my face, gently. i liked the way my heart raced when we kissed, if only for a brief second. its wise, us being friends. i know this. i hope we didn't lose that oppurtunity to be close still. lets not let it be weird if its just you and me. i still wanna call you for a pre-work bowl. will you be a shoulder if i need one? please lets not let this keep us from being as good a friends as we could have been. who knows. we'll see. |
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in the cold November rain |