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Inside the head of a lover
Contributed by
socialburnin
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Friday, 3rd December 2004 @ 02:25:02 PM in AEST
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Here she come
Shes so beautiful
Ive seen her look at me
But that was at best a passing glance
No longing stare
No answer to my obvious attraction
No smile to reafirm the smallest of hopes
Random thoughts
Love, happiness, being together
Of why do I have this curse?
Why do I fall in love with every girl?
Every girl that shows me the least bot of attention
Am I that lonely?
Am I that weak and pathetic?
That I am a slave of my own emotions
That I should make my life all about one girl who looked at me
Forsaking me own happiness for hers
Because I think she noticed me
Im so abnormal
Even if she did notice me shed vomit in disgust
I look at her all the time
Draw portraits, write poems
All for her
Shell walk right past me
She always does
Maybe shell ask the time
Then maybe I can act mature and matcho
Maybe she likes that
Maybe I can act sad so she asks whats wrong
Maybe I can try hitting on her
But I dont even know what that means
Ive watched other people do it
But it just seems like some irrelivent ritual
A mating call of sorts
So girls can feel like little princess
That they can be the center of attention
And guys can act all smart or funny
What is she doing?
Shes not walking past me
Why is she coming up to me?
What do I say?
Can I say anything
I think my tongue wont work if she talks to me
Maybe shell do all the work
I think shell be good at it
But why would she talk to me?
Wouldnt it be a violation of nature for me to be loved?
Isnt that not part of the plan?
Oh my god, the angel is speaking
"Hi"
Speak again, its like music
Please talk
Oh god I look stupid
Wait whats this?
My mouth is opening
"Hey"
Did I say that?
Did I just talk to her?
No, this is all a dream
A fantasy, you sick bastard
Stop thinking about her
Wait, is she talking again?
"I dont know if you noticed"
"But Ive been staring at you nonstop for two months"
"You're always on my mind"
"I couldnt talk to you before now"
She likes me!
I cant stand this
Say something smart or funny
"I feel the same way"
That was dumb
You shouldve been like those football players
With the Hey babys and the thong jokes
Now what am I doing?
Are we kissing?
Is that her tongue?
She tastes good
Like cherries
Is this love?
I love her
She tastes good
I love her
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Re: Inside the head of a lover
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by zenmind on
Friday, 3rd December 2004 @ 02:52:18 PM AEST
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Wow, man, this was great. I love the way you told this story, and I felt like you expressed something that I've been feeling my whole life. I totally connect with this one, and I think a lot of guys do. I really enjoyed reading this because it was like I was reading my own thoughts too. Intersting. Your thought process was real. Every line flowed perfectly into the next and I thought parts of it were really funny too.
Why do I fall in love with every girl?
Every girl that shows me the least bot of attention
Am I that lonely?
Am I that weak and pathetic?
I totally feel the same way a lot of the times.
Maybe shell ask the time
Then maybe I can act mature and matcho
Maybe she likes that
Maybe I can act sad so she asks whats wrong
Maybe I can try hitting on her
But I dont even know what that means
I understand. Once again, this expresses the realness of your thought process. I like how you showed how you were uncertain. That's real.
Oh god I look stupid
Wait whats this?
My mouth is opening
"Hey"
Did I say that?
Did I just talk to her?
No, this is all a dream
A fantasy, you sick bastard
Stop thinking about her
LOL! That really cracked me up. Good sense of humor. I love the way you think to yourself. I think to myself the same way, full of judgments, usually negative. It's hard.
She likes me!
I cant stand this
Say something smart or funny
"I feel the same way"
That was dumb
That cracked me up too. Once again, the realness of your thought process comes through.
Now what am I doing?
Are we kissing?
Is that her tongue?
She tastes good
Like cherries
Is this love?
I love her
She tastes good
I love her
Man, that part was beautiful. I truly felt that, in my heart. I've felt that before. You express an innocence that is full of emotion, heart, love. It is pure. You aren't taking her for granted. You aren't using her. You're totally right there in that moment, in all of its simplicity, and nothing else mattered. She tastes good. I love her. I felt that.
Be True,
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