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then a few times my mind tried to convince me that you were just some “random”
girl in the crowd. What would I have to
say that you would possibly be interested in?
Each time I saw you my heart leaped in my chest and yearned to speak
what each bone in my body was feeling. I
was about to bust and my spirit was becoming fragile each time I “attempted” to
speak what was truly buried in me. The pathway from my heart to my lips was blocked
by my insecurities that ultimately caged my feelings for you. So glad that is not how the story ended. I
can’t remember not loving you… Glad The Tomb is Empty
Sunday, October 13, 2019
Not Random At All
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then a few times my mind tried to convince me that you were just some “random”
girl in the crowd. What would I have to
say that you would possibly be interested in?
Each time I saw you my heart leaped in my chest and yearned to speak
what each bone in my body was feeling. I
was about to bust and my spirit was becoming fragile each time I “attempted” to
speak what was truly buried in me. The pathway from my heart to my lips was blocked
by my insecurities that ultimately caged my feelings for you. So glad that is not how the story ended. I
can’t remember not loving you… Glad The Tomb is Empty
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