By darwin
Date: 2011 Oct 13
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[[2011.10.13.16.35.1007]]

After all these years

It's simple, really, yet why does it always feel complicated.  I want to be a part of someone's life, to feel...important. To feel needed, wanted, desired.  To be the first thought on someone's mind when they think of the future, just as equally as I think of them first. Somewhere I'm lost in the shuffle, in limbo and purgatory waiting for that moment to arrive.  I hope you feel that way, and maybe we'll get there.  But you are in my thoughts like that, and I wonder if it's wrong already to feel that way.  In moments I want to ask you...litmus test, where are we?  I seem cautious these days, hesitant in asking for an emotional update.  Wondering, if after all these years, I really am asking too much.