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By spaceman Date: 2002 May 11 Comment on this Work [[2002.05.11.16.28.717]] |
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The wild crush on the girl I know I can't have; the exhilaration of seeing her standing close enough to smell her hair laughing with her hugging her kissing her cheek while her husband stands by and assumes my innocence. That spark of harboring a secret is one of the most electrifying delusions I know. And later when he thanks me for accepting her into the family, I'll clap him on the back and say "No problem," because meeting anyone who can make every fiber of your being tingle and pulse with life is a gift. And even if I cannot act on it, I am unable to refuse it. |