| Thinker : Reverence : Ode to an Old Flame | |||||
| finally the hole your missing leaves in my heart fits there. i'll keep the hole to remind me of what was our love and passion. i don't have to try to fill it any more. i'll just keep the hole and let it be. it's a memory. a joy. a pain. a reality. it is me, too. thank you. for loving me. for hating me. for being you and letting me be me. you had no more choice than I did but, still, we did it for each other and for ourselves. i'm glad i get to keep you. i love you. i miss you. i leave you. |
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First written Wed, Sep 10, 1997 Last published Wed, Jun 2, 1999 |
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