Friday, January 26, 2001
today i saw you in the halls . i wanted to call out your name , throw my arms around you . but i didn't . my chance has passed . it must be my fault . it always is . and here i shrift , hoping perchance that words can be passed and meanings understood . what would you think of me if i retracted decisions soundfully made ? what would i think of myself ? oh , what to do with words that are said and done but still lay in the air . these such words remind me of veils , protecting , distorting , concealing . i wish i could tear them off and let you see exactly what i am right now , without that image being tainted by the past .
posted by emily oi! at 4:24:00 PM
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today i saw you in the halls . i wanted to call out your name , throw my arms around you . but i didn't . my chance has passed . it must be my fault . it always is . and here i shrift , hoping perchance that words can be passed and meanings understood . what would you think of me if i retracted decisions soundfully made ? what would i think of myself ? oh , what to do with words that are said and done but still lay in the air . these such words remind me of veils , protecting , distorting , concealing . i wish i could tear them off and let you see exactly what i am right now , without that image being tainted by the past .
posted by emily oi! at 4:24:00 PM
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