Part of me wants to walk away, but he has me on a string. A string that he let's go and whenever you wants, pulls me back in. The string is obsession. Steph narrowed it down for me. How I feel about J is being projected onto T, which makes an obsession. I wish I could forget how I feel whenever he's close to me. Az Yet had it right, "The scent of you it calms the heart,The sight of you I fall apart."
I just can't find the words to describe how I feel. Just listening to Brian McKnight's "One Last Cry"... enough said.
-T. Love
Well hello there. ; )
Here is where I'll update you about my life. I promise to keep it interesting; for every boring entry, I'll do my best to post at least two interesting ones^_^ And now, I'd like to welcome you to my world. Please, allow yourself to get comfortable, my thoughts may intrigue you.
-Tima Love
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