if you read this one day, and have and open mind, and open heart. know that i only wish to leave you better than when we found each other.
when we met it was crazy, every time we danced it was in circles. it was dizzying. we fell and stumbled emotionally exhausted by the courtship, by the struggles for control, or our bouts of understanding. time sped by and our souls imprinted on each other, perhaps yours more on mine. i rarely feel secure with your whimsical approach to life, but i appreciate its honesty and straight direction. those words are clearer to me now, you know that Mr. Mraz song.. you know the one.. with dresses and trash. i can relate now. theres a contradiction in your loving style, that i cant get enough of. like and addiction. this time i didnt fall into it, but it sank in and got comfortable to its daily application to my heart. it hurts.. but when its good its great. im scared, and worried. that a lot of pain is to come in my future, by my own design? do i blame myself now. or thank myself later, or perhaps reward myself at the end with the cliche i told you so. but ive grabbed hold on to that hope, that i will be surprised. and maybe the reward in the end.. will be you completely.
you heard it from me first.. i told you so.
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