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lastnite.. trying to sleep wasnt an opion for me. i havent been doing an updates lately. ive been so busy with school. and have no time for anything els. on the possitive note i finished this course today:] on the negative i still wonder whats wrong with me. and why i hate my self and my past. does every one feel so cruel or is it just me?
Between his four walls is where we sat amongst his bed. Our days few by while learning from another, and our energy never ran out. Usually I would observe him and discover his beauty as he would secretly do the same. Running my fingers through his soft thick hair as I put him to sleep, the peaceful hour was too sweet to rest for I would stay awake until the moon rose upon his window sheers. His room was like a magical world, almost as if everything was perfect and untouchable. Love which seemed to not escape his four walls was like I had been lucky for the first time, to be able to have such a romantic weekend that no one could touch. His arms were what taunted my heart strings to say “I love you to”. Well, what more is there to say when a human being is deeply in love? These moments we shared in his room were met to come to an end in some point in time. And from then on I tried to get that same feeling back and it yet remains uncovered inside me.