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Dec. 1st, 2003 09:06 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
inahandbasketA meme of sorts...
I saw this elsewhere, so I followed.
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I want you to post anything that you want, and do it anonymously.
Anything. Post a story, a secret, a confession, a fear, a love - anything. Be sure to post anonymously and honestly. Post twice if you'd like, and then put this in your LJ to see what your friends (and perhaps others who you don't even realize read your LJ) have to say.
I saw this elsewhere, so I followed.
This message is addressed to everyone who is reading this post.
I want you to post anything that you want, and do it anonymously.
Anything. Post a story, a secret, a confession, a fear, a love - anything. Be sure to post anonymously and honestly. Post twice if you'd like, and then put this in your LJ to see what your friends (and perhaps others who you don't even realize read your LJ) have to say.
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Date: 2003-12-02 06:59 am (UTC)I knew that is was wrong all along though. She was younger than me, and she was married. As am I.
There are some loves that will never die and others that will die but never be forgotten. This one is the latter.
I still cry at night when nobody's around.
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Date: 2003-12-02 07:25 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-12-02 08:23 am (UTC)that's the thing.
i too have felt that pain. though it's been years (many), i still miss his lingering scent. i still miss the newness of it, i still miss the false belief that i was something. now, it's only an empty frame, the image in my mind faded, disintegrated. first loves, true loves, they don't always coincide. i'm only very rarely sorry that it ended.
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Date: 2003-12-02 03:22 pm (UTC)She hasn't faded into my oblivion. I see her every day it seems as she dances with another.
Siga siga...
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Date: 2003-12-02 08:21 am (UTC)There are moments when it feels like if he's gone for a single instant I'll fall apart in longing.
There are days I wake up and wonder what the hell am I doing with this guy? And all I feel is tired.
There are moments when it feels like if I have to see him one moment longer I'm going to grab a large heavy object and hit him with it.
Is this the nature of true love? Or am I creating a world of glass because I fear being alone more than I fear being with someone who is not The One.
And how will I ever know until I sit alone, a wither old woman with the wisdom of age and hindsight and look back saying, I made the right choice, I made the wrong choice... or perhaps there never was a choice to make at all?
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Date: 2003-12-02 08:26 am (UTC)Whoever you are, I know that feeling, and it makes you feel helpless even when you have all the agency you need, and I'm sorry.
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Date: 2003-12-02 11:18 am (UTC)>:-D
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