All of this is about you and me.
I like thinking that I have a way with words even if I don't.
What matters is that we understand each other.
What matters is that you get what I am saying.
Everything that you are about to read is just between you and me.
Sunday, February 28, 2010
Shakespeare's Chiasmus
You truly are one who dotes, yet doubts; suspects, yet strongly loves.
Try borrowing my eyes for a day, even just for an hour. You would be so fucking amazed that you would envy yourself.
Whatever you are going through, I can feel you. You may think I don't know, but I do. We have a special connection. Others may think they get us, but they don't.
You truly are one who dotes, yet doubts; suspects, yet strongly loves.
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