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WENT TO A PSYCHIC When I think of you, I get butterflies. My chest flutters and my mouth turns into a small smile. I know, I have to believe, that you feel SOMETHING. What you said to me that day, is something you wouldn't just tell to someone you worked with. Please, tell me there's something. I went to a psychic. Among other things, she said to wait. You've been hurt in the past. To let you make the first move. About four months and something big is going to happen. She was right about other things. I must believe this. I just know,
I feel it in my soul, that if you give me a chance, I will love you wholly
and with my entire self. In return, please don't take advantage. My heart
will be open. Letting you in. I ask that you not reject harshly. Please
let me in. Let me holdyou. Let me love you. Let me just be in your silent
presence, looking up at the ceiling, the stars, each other. I will be
there for you. I will try to be the best I can possibly be. Which I feel,
with you, is better than I ever have been. I'll be waiting. |