A Journal of Sorts
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"storms are waging on a rolling sea down the highway of regret winds of change are blowing wild and free but you aint seen nothing like me yet there aint nothing that I wouldn't do go to the ends of the earth for you make you happy make your dreams come true to make you feel my love" ~ Garth Brooks ~ so who exactly will never know? (how many times have we said or thought... you'll never know)... and what?... the hunger... the visceral agony of wanting and not feeling fulfilled... and then, being insatiable... a love of giving becomes a hunger to share without end... too intense?... so far, every actualized answer I've ever heard is yes... and yet, I still hope... you are out there I know you are I can feel you the rays from a star I can see you in my dreams every night and all I want to do is nuture your light you are listening I know you are I can hear you breath from the trees the wind whispers secrets through the leaves all we need to do is be one who believes feel the chills rolling up and down your spine as the energy of believing touches you I want to trust you unconditionally, be mine and I'll be yours to do anything you want to do you are dreaming I know you are I can sense you you're never too far everything in the universe is connected even if you don't know you are effected you are burning I know you are I can see you bright as a star and you think you can stay hidden in the dark but everytime you look up you know the sparks hunger growing deeper than words can explain there's no denying something this true unfilfilled passion slowly turns into pain now you know I believe in you, you know what to do reach out and make your dreams come true you are out there I know you are I can feel you rays from a star I can see you in my dreams every night and all I want to do is nuture your light all I want to do is hold you tonight hold you through an endless night the dream continues to be the primary source of inspiration and reason for wanting my heart to continue beating... it doesn't matter that the loneliness eats away at what's left of my brain, I'll go on dreaming... until you arrive J |
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