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2006-04-22 16:07:35 (UTC)

April 22, 2006

"And all my fortunes at thy foot I'll lay
And follow thee my lord throughout the world."


Once he told me he had fallen into pattern and was missing
out on frienships, he once told me he wanted to change. I
told him he should, for himself, not for idle friends.

Several days ago, after a night of too much fun, I called
him. I left a message for him to be my friend, I want to
be his and I want him to be mine. I told him that I know
his life is full and he shouldn't spend time in
disengenuous friendships.

He called to tell me he wanted my frienship, he sounded
sincere.

After a night of drinking he called me, too late at night
but I still answered his call. We spoke of what he'd
done. We spoke of his friend and how he liked him. We
spoke of us and what friendship ment.

And what a better time to start the friendship after so
much fun. I told him to come over, he said he would call.

He did, after many hours, I do not know what he was doing
but I have a feeling that I do.

He came to lay in my bed and we did. I looked at him, I
spent the entire night looking at him so that I can
remember him for always.

I looked at his hairline that connected with the forehead,
which let to the crest of the eyes and the bridge of his
nose. To an overbite, that I look for, when I'm out and to
lips I wouldn't touch.

If I kissed him the end would start again, and this momment
I do not have that strength.

I remember his face, and his neck and chest, his arms and
hands, fingers and his back and legs and feet. I remember
his smell, one that does not linger, only in my mind.

I remember his touch and breath and sound, I remember him
and who I thought he was not who he really is.

I want him to be my friend and trust me with the truth. I
want to trust him but I'm sure that won't ever be.

Then he left, with a hug and a sigh he drove away.

I do not know if I will ever have this again, so I will
contend it is a dream, a wonderful dream, a beautiful
dream, but only still a dream.

If he decides to be my friend, then I won't ask him for
more, as he can not give. But I will ask him to be a true
friend and in me confide the truth.

"For stony limits cannot hold love out,
And what love can do that dares love attempt".



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