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That's what I call a kissI think a firework just exploded
Or maybe it was an earthquake I swear the ground is shaking
But perhaps it’s just my knees
I swear I’ve just changed altitude All of a sudden the air seems thinner And I’m breathing harder and harder
That’s only because my heart is beating faster
Are there butterflies in my stomach? I think they’re trying to escape They keep battering around inside me and I feel ill
But only because I know what I’m about to do
Are we closer together? Did someone push us? I can’t explain why I’m h That's what I call a kiss
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SafeI breathe in the smell of morning. My eyelashes flutter, reluctant to open and acknowledge that I am awake, I am here. The bed is warm, and comfortable, in its way. It seems to wrap me up, folding and bending to accommodate my every need. I never want to leave the safety of this bed. Once again I breathe in deeply. And it is then that I realise. I’m not alone.
This is why the bed is so comfortable. This is why I never want to leave. I roll over to look at you. You’re so peaceful, as calm and confident in sleep, as you are when you’re awake. Your presence makes me smile.
I twist so my body is pressed against yours. In Safe
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LossI sit staring at the screen. I can’t move. I feel nauseous – there is a growing pit in my stomach. I start breathing in short, shallow gasps, as I read over what has just appeared on the computer screen before me.
“I think we should break up.”
I blink; once; twice. Neither time are the words erased. The pit in my stomach now feels like a cavern. This seems to me like pure imagination – how could it possibly be real? I can’t understand it; my mind is refusing to process it. I know I should say something – but what? I reach for the keyboard, trying to muster up the courage to type something. As my fingers hover above t Loss
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Almost a year later

Thu Mar 16, 2006, 3:13 AM

Hey to anyone who may bother to pass by the page. Took my fancy to take a look at the old stomping ground today and after many failed attempts at trying to remember what my password was, I've finally managed to log back in. I'm not sure why, but I miss this a little. Not enough, unfortunately, to jump back into the deep end with countless shots of me feeling depressed. You'll have to wait till i have time to feel depressed to get those ones! At the moment I don't have enough time to breathe let alone make time for art, so I'll log back in in another month or two and check out what you're all up to. Cya round!

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