For every word I wrote, I meant seven. For every seven I meant it was twenty I felt. To know my heart, you'd have to read my mind.
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I'm laying down the law,
enforcing a 15-minute limit.
So have your way with me now and let my mind run free.
I guess I can spare that, what can a few thoughts hurt?
What's 15 minutes in lieu when I get to dream of you?
Hey, it's been 20! What are you still doing here?
I've got things to do.
I swear, let me get out of bed in peace,
Find someone else's heart to lease.
Now the morning's spent and all my time to you I've lent.
Fine, you want to do lunch? But promise me, just this once.
Alrighty then, it's been 4 more hours and my mind is still consumed with you.
Seriously, I'd appreciate it if you'd kindly step away
This girl cannot keep dreaming of you to my dismay.
I've got to concentrate, create, and respond to the world!
Now the entire day is gone, remove yourself from my mind and let me unfurl.
On second thought, hang just long enough to see me to sleep.
The thought of you helps the comfort keep.
Okay, you can go now, I think I've forgotten about you,
OR why don't you just stay...
Since you never really left anyway.
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preach it sister, i've been there...
a little risque, dont you think?
"For every word I wrote, I meant seven. For every seven I meant it was twenty I felt. To know my heart, you'd have to read my mind." = who said this? Was it you? Because, I'd love to quote it someday.
Thank-you for writing what you did. It's amazing what you find, just when you need to find it. And, thank-you for answering my question about the source of your quote.. That was lovely. You said it well. I linked to this entry, I hope you don't mind and I quoted you, as well, on my site, today. Have a wonderful day! And, thanks, again.
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