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2000 HEARTBEATS


"whatever it takes 
or how my heart breaks
I will be right here
waiting for you"


~ Richard Marx ~





is this more out of respect than desire?... yes, I think so... self respect
requests my attention to the heart even while it sleeps deep these days...

there are a few people I made this promise to... romantically... paternally... unconditionally... as a child... as a... what else could I be but a child?... a pretender?... I never made this promise as a pretender... and still, all those people who accepted my promise (not that there were so many I gave it to) as gone fom view, out of reach, whereabouts unknown today... some perhaps against their will... some perhaps lost... some perhaps deliberate... some perhaps...

  who knows...

all I know for sure is the promise was given and received and remains... I never
learned how to take back a promise, even if I wanted to... I never wanted to...

such profound promises out there apparently rejected and at least unappreciated and unacknowledged as far as I can tell... unwated gifts... it makes it challenging to gift something so deep again... so I sleep deep inside... waiting for someone to figure out how to wake me... knowing most people I've met never could...

  even if they would...

remembering... and missing my promises almost as much as those I gave them
too... after all, the promises were once part of me... the deepest parts...

  still are...



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