by John Jan 13, 2009
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Life, society /
other
When I think of her, time seems to stand. My breath shortens and my heart stutters. The very thing that I am staring at in reality becomes her running to me with arms wide open. Tears of joy and a smile that no one could frown upon are on her face. I try to imagine her in my arms, but I can't seem to grasp the thought. I continue to see her running. I wonder why I can't even picture her in my arms. Then I realize, she hasn't even noticed me in reality. I sigh... and then wonder, "What is the point of wanting something or someone you can't even have?" |