Its always there at the back of my mind. Just whispering. And I can't say it, just in case I jinx it. You can say it for silly reasons, and sometimes you say it and you don't really mean it. But I really do mean it. Do you want to hear it? Do you want me to say it? Or do you want me just to think it. For you to know its what I want, but for me never to say it, just in case it changes things, ruins things.
You said it when you were five, about your friends, or about living. And that was when it was silly, when it didn't really matter. You say it about a day, or a week or a year, lasting too long. But I mean it about this. The way everything is. The being happy, and the being in love. The me, and the you.
The me and you.
The us.
The F word.
Forever.
I don't blog, I write.
Just, Me.
You said it when you were five, about your friends, or about living. And that was when it was silly, when it didn't really matter. You say it about a day, or a week or a year, lasting too long. But I mean it about this. The way everything is. The being happy, and the being in love. The me, and the you.
The me and you.
The us.
The F word.
Forever.
I don't blog, I write.
Just, Me.
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