
i'd never write of love if it does not exist. my second pillowbook.
Rated: Fiction T - English - Romance - Chapters: 10 - Words: 1,487 - Favs: 1 - Updated: 01-01-13 - Published: 11-23-12 - id: 3076833
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i have been texting both you and him all day.
but today i suddenly became more interested
in talking to you than to him.
this is wrong. i've been with him for seven months.
and you're just my best friend.
maybe it's because i want something new to
write poems about, even though he could
provide me with inspiration for the rest of my life,
which is how long i plan to be with him.
i know i'm not getting bored of him, but maybe
i'm subconsciously excited for something new.
this always happens when i'm in a serious
relationship.
i'm not in love with you,
just the idea of something new.
however, i am in love with him,
and i don't plan to jeopardize
what i have with him.
but i wish things weren't so complicated
with you.
12-8-12
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