

What is love?When we start falling in love, do we just keep falling,What is love?
deeper and deeper, until we hit the bottom and die?
Not physically,
but the inner, independent self,
the hidden self?
Do we become zombies
because there is something
not completely fulfilled in our lives and that little part of us
is missing?
If that's why we're zombies,
are we're love zombies?
Do we attack peoples hearts rather than minds?
Am I going to be a love zombie? I keep falling more and more for him...
what happens when I can't fall any more? Do I


TangibleI miss you when you're not here, body and soul... I want something tender and fragile when you're not here, something I can't expressTangible
when you're near.
I miss the sweetness of your kiss, your tender caress, I miss the way you hold me close, as if I'm something precious...
I miss looking into your eyes and seeing something so real it's almost tangible. I miss your taste, your scent and the way you act as though I and my thoughts matter.
I can't tell you if I love you, not yet anyway,
but perhaps some day.


NickThe words my heart sing come rushing up into my mouth, are on the tip of my tongue, about to come out when my head stops them, cuts the legs out from under them,Nick
leaves me breathless and panting at the force with which my head revolts, just as they're coming out, changing them into something unintelligible, mumbling incoherently, biting my tongue, confusing myself, frustrated at my inability to express how I feel.
Instead, I tell you how I feel
in all the little things I do, about how my heart swells
at the t
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There's a beauty in death,
a grace we can't resist.
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Men of broader intellect know that there is no sharp distinction betwixt the real and the unreal...
-- H.P. Lovecraft
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There's a beauty in death,
a grace we can't resist.
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Men of broader intellect know that there is no sharp distinction betwixt the real and the unreal...
-- H.P. Lovecraft
i didn't give many favs......only because if i did, it would have been every single one of your poems.
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i don't want to live in a utopian society. how boring.
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i don't want to live in a utopian society. how boring.
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Men of broader intellect know that there is no sharp distinction betwixt the real and the unreal...
-- H.P. Lovecraft
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