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leo_on_fire
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From: Heiskell, TN 37754
Registered: Dec 2004

posted February 03, 2006 02:43 PM     Click Here to See the Profile for leo_on_fire     Edit/Delete Message
when you know some one you get an image of them and you keep it in your head that they're that way right...
good or bad it's all the same

He waited up for me last night,
not wanting me to think him "stuck up".
It's a joke between us, calling each
other stuck up when we pass by and one or the other doesn't say anything.
I tried to tell him that there is
something special about him.
Something that makes me just want to...
be there?
I was in a bad mood, upset but he plowed
through it telling me to cheer up or else.
Tried and succeeded in making me laugh.
I offended him, because I was dumb
enough to believe the worst of something
that was completely innocent.
He told me I ought to know better,
and I do, but I wanted to be sure.
He tried to joke about it, turning it around
to me thinking that of him instead of visa versa.
I told him never.
I told him "you're you, and there's a lot that goes with that in my head..."
I didn't tell him why though,
he figured part of it out on his own.
I quoted him when I started this,
not really sure what I would write.
Still trying to figure out what's happening.
It's obvious, yet it isn't.
Sometimes we talk about it,
we admit what we miss the most
and say we'll get it back one day.
But we don't come out and say
what it is that makes us want it back.
Or even what it is.
I wonder sometimes,
just what this all means,
why it is we end up in the same place.
He's not perfect, so far from it it's funny actually, but he's him.
He's still the first guy I fell for,
he's still the first guy to tell me I'm beautiful and mean it.
He's still the first guy to become friends with my family and stick by that.
But he's also still just a guy.
So pardon me if I over analyze this because quite frankly I don't know what makes him
so special to me.
He is what he is, and I love that.
I remember asking him one night where he came from.
And I meant it, I wanted to know which part of heaven he fell from because
there are not many people like him.
He's something else, I tell him all the time.
But I can't tell him why because
I don't know why.
It is what it is, we are what we are...
what happens tomorrow happens tomorrow and I need to get through today
in order to face tomorrow.
He's my best friend.
I don't think he knows that.
Maybe it's time to tear down the wall,
I told him I'm afraid of him,
I think he thinks it was a joke.
Maybe it's time to let him back in and see what he says.
Let's find out.


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Live your life without regret, don't be someone they forget. Your heart is not yours to keep, it's yours to give...

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