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[title] => Can YOU Feel What I’m Trying to Write?
[time] => 2002-09-18 16:34:44
[hometext] => from old site...
I think myself foolish for believing someone so special as him could like me, because he is older, more mature. Yet I cannot help my heart and soul, for I care so much about him. It’s difficult to admit how I feel, for he’s sought after often. I am only who I am, plain and unsophisticated. He’s attractive, caring, giving. So why do I feel so about him? I know I sense something from him, but wish I knew if I had what it took for him to make a move. I am ole fashion, with morals and values. I feel if the man will finally give in to his feelings, then I hope He will, I will gladly accept him into my life, for he is already in my heart. (If only I had the moxy to let him read this…) [bodytext] => I have something to say It’s been waiting to come out for some time I am at a loss of words, to speak openly at bay I get tongue tied, because it’s you I like Perhaps foolish for how I feel, my emotions chime So much older then I, yet age is an endless pike I can sense you cannot express yourself well Or speak the way you feel, nervous to tell I care about you, want to get to know you more Yet, am I a gal you want to have at your hearts core? I wish I knew if I have what you wanted So if I did, maybe I could speak clearly, undaunted If only work wasn’t just the place to see daily You have so many admirers call, a wailing! I have more interests in you, then just the physical Those admirers may use you for that reason But I feel much deeper, loyal always, never treason A cut above the rest I am, sometimes whimsical! The fact I can feel as if we knew a life before Although that’s not so, its as if dimension opened a door I really don’t know you well, So why do I feel this endless, loving spell? I wish you would come forward and let me know If you too, feel what I feel, then it should grow We have so much respect in our friendship for sure It would not be ruined if you and I let it mature IF all of this is my misunderstanding Then please forgive a foolish gal of her heart woolgathering! I have written my say for now Love knows no boundaries; always it will bow Amber Rose Yeager – April 28, 2002 [comments] => 3 [counter] => 208 [topic] => 33 [informant] => rose [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => SecretLove )
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