17th Jan 2013 afternoon
SLEEP-LOVER BROKEN HEARTED WHEN SHE HAS TO LEAVE BED
Like any other day,
my heart was broken
as I had to move from horizontal to vertical
and get up, get dressed, get ready.
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it's not displacement, because it's on the other side of the spectrum.
and it's on the other side of the spectrum
not because it's a bad thing,
it's because it's different. and good.
you know, I could sit here and bitch and moan about everything.
I could write a list as long as my arm.
the opposite to the list i wanted to write once, of the nice things she'd said.
but there wouldn't be any point.
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i've said it before and it's hard to separate the two. very hard indeed.
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Whilst you are fighting with yours
I am ignoring mine.
and I think this is a bad idea -
that you are doing a bad thing,
and I get annoyed.
But I shouldn't,
because I'm the one doing the bad thing.
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