[parallels]

[Immortal]

the girl that i write my poetry about,.. the girl that i love more than life itself,... has just three hours ago gotten on a plane with her 'love' for a romantic four day snow romp....it's an odd feeling...i'm happy for them.. but completely...angry as well..i don't know why i bother posting about it.. because there's not too much more to say.
i keep having dreams with love, sex, and betrayal in the title.. only they don't have anything to do with the aforementioned girl. perhaps this means she's not "the one"? hard to say.
i read the great gatsby yesterday for the fourth time. i can identify greatly with jay... i've got my daisy, but she's too braindead to realize what she's doing... and too scared to leave her safe life with her tom... maybe i should just go driving and see who i collide with............

[share]

not really for me to say - but i don't think she's "the one" - there's someone else
out there somewhere waiting for you

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[takemyhand]

Immortal, I wish I had magic words to make you feel better and take away the pain this causes you. If she is the one, it will happen. If not, there is someone so special out there for you, for you deserve it.

Feel better soon, and no colliding with cars.

Anne

take my hand, not my picture

[poetrywriter]

Hey Immortal. It is very rare, but sometimes I'll be driving home late
and I will picture an arrow painted on the crease of the middle of my
hood. Then I'll picture bullseyes carved into the trees and telephone
poles flying by, and wonder which one is the best to hit. So what I am
trying to say is that I know where you are at, at least in the way you
are feeling. Better days will come, my friend. Try to pull an arrow of
belief and hope from your quiver...things will become clearer in time.
How was that for a pathetic metaphor, huh? Feel better soon Zach.

[Immortal]

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zach it's a bad story - and who ended up happy

[eva7]

We always need a reason to keep us alive, and sometimes we give ourselves weird and painful reasons in order to fill a certain void, and be inspired, and feel the passion...but one day it will be necessary to fill this void in a realer way I guess...Believe in yourself.