I read a friend’s blog today and I felt sad…There’s nothing wrong about what he wrote. He was just being honest… Retelling things as they happened… Besides, he has every right to screw around…
But there’s just something in the manner he wrote it… maybe it’s the candidness of what transpired… or the sharpness of his words… His last statement was so blunt I almost felt numb…
I mean, I am perfectly happy being his friend; in fact I love it... I just have this incredible urge to kiss him, that doesn't go away and this feeling that we would be perfect together…
It haunts me…
But there’s just something in the manner he wrote it… maybe it’s the candidness of what transpired… or the sharpness of his words… His last statement was so blunt I almost felt numb…
I mean, I am perfectly happy being his friend; in fact I love it... I just have this incredible urge to kiss him, that doesn't go away and this feeling that we would be perfect together…
It haunts me…
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