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time's a very

funny thing,

really. sometimes it

goes s l o w ,

f   a   s   t   .

and the speed of time

depends on the viewer.

it's like beauty that way,

time is. beauty

is in the eye of the

b e h o l d e r .

no matter what they say,

science cannot define

beauty, because beauty

is in our own souls.

sometimes i wonder

if this all justifies why

i miss you so much.

i think it does.

but maybe i'm just

stretching the laws of

physics and of

sanity. i am,

after all, a

r o m a n t i c ,

even if i won't admit it.

i mean, i saw you

about a week ago.

we exchanged about

five words-worth of conversation.

"found you."

"hi."

"hi."

"hi."

and that was all we said.

but i fucking s a w

you, and that

ought to be enough.

like my friend said,

"you've hugged him once

before, shouldn't that be enough?"

but no. it's not.

that was six freaking

m  o  n  t  h  s

ago, for starters.

we weren't dating then

and neither of us knew

the depths of the other's

feeling.

so, in conclusion...

1. i miss you.

2. i still miss you.

3. please... just hold me.

4. i love you forever.