April 21, 2008.
Rash decisions only lead to rashes of the heart, indecisive lips but dream to part.
Your hands shiver and shake with the slightest subtle touch, a brush.
Forced; my mind leaves my side and rushes to the highest mountain top of blue.
These laughing days with you, these child-hearted play-date days with you.
I can't imagine a more astounding picture, I'm not a fabricating fairytale wisher.
But I'd like to think that we could make this last, forever more and every day to pass.
Let's throw chance to the wind, along with embarressment and shyness as well.
This choreographed wave of circumstancial heart beating, of mine and yours- I fell.
Whisper feeble words to cause this soul to woo, whisper just that single phrase, "I love you."
My aspirations are mere fantasies my mind paints, but I know this ones a winner.
Take my hand, my heart, along with my down-falls, I know you take my all.
If only we would've lasted forever.
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