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I don't even know how to start.

"You did start."

I'd look at you and respond with the words..

"Oh, but I didn't."

Because starting for you, isn't starting for me.

Starting to me..means beginning. And beginning to me..means fear, and fear to me......means losing you.

And I don't think I'd be able to live...if the thought of losing you, came to reality. So I'll just lay hear, staring up at the ceiling, and hoping and praying this feeling I have for you goes down the right path.

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I meant to post this yesterday. Sorry to any soul who has read this.

-imaginations stoned

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