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whiplash
You make me want to rip my skin off and crawl out of my body
You make me want to rip your clothes off and invite you in.
You make me so happy, I want to leave the state, change my number, and possibly create a new identity.
Only to come home, call you, and reassume my old self.
When I see you, I want to scream and run.
Sometimes, into your arms and sometimes as far away from you as I can possibly get.
You make me cry myself to sleep, make me feel indifferent about our love, think youre a terrible human being, and then call you to say goodnight.
You make me want to rip your clothes off and invite you in.
You make me so happy, I want to leave the state, change my number, and possibly create a new identity.
Only to come home, call you, and reassume my old self.
When I see you, I want to scream and run.
Sometimes, into your arms and sometimes as far away from you as I can possibly get.
You make me cry myself to sleep, make me feel indifferent about our love, think youre a terrible human being, and then call you to say goodnight.
Published 10th Apr 2012
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...glimpse into the tragedy and beauty that is our flawed ability to love (often intermingled with co-dependance and obsession) Thank you for digging deep enough to let us see
10th Apr 2012 7:11pm
10th Apr 2012 7:21pm
indeed....welcome to DU Mt.girl(do you miss jerry too?)...look forward to more writes
10th Apr 2012 7:28pm
Thanks, excited to be here. Looking foward to putting more out there and reading others words. And, of course I miss Jerry.
