I know. So long time. Nothing written.
But hey, now I really have something on my mind.
I met a guy a week ago while taking part in a telly-show. Nothing sexual. No love. Just a nice guy who were/is funny and let me forget my "around" for a day.
And while surfing the web today I found out he wrote some poems. And they really touched me. God! I cried! How could someone who doesn't even now me, write so out of my heart. Unbelievable. Touching.
Thank you for that, R.
07/07/2009
Touched
♥ Sonny
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It's called the perk of poetry, see while they appeal to you on a very personal level the truth of the matter is, is they are much like tarot cards. You never really know the meaning unless it's directly in your head, and so the same can be said about poetry, while to you they mean this to him they might mean something completely different but for the sake of argument lets say you ask and he says exactly what you feel, then I'd have to conclude that you have so much in common that you might not run out of things to talk about for an entire week, :P.
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