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 Tuesday, December 05, 2006

i want spark. i want passion.i want a meeting of minds. i want mutual respect. i want to be taken care of. i want challenge and compromise. i want fun. i want something i can fall back on. i want to know that it all counts for something.

i want this.

to look into someone's eyes without looking away or feeling iffy.

to say

this is nice

and meaning it

without wanting anything more.

to be scared because it feels like you're losing the ground beneath your feet

but to be giddy

because it only means one thing:

you're flying,

and once again there is air beneath your wings.

yes

this

is

nice.

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* tsakiwaki made kwento @ 12/05/2006 01:56:00 PM