Wanted to post this when I thought of it, but there was no computer access so transfered it from paper only now.
-09122004-
What does it mean if each time I see some other thing,
I think of you?
What does it mean if my instinct to self protect fails me,
when it comes to liking you?
That I willingly chose to still feel for you,
knowing that it brings me nothing but hurt.
Is this what they call love?
Or is it foolishness instead?
I just can't get you out of my mind,
no matter how far I go.
-befuddled-
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