I don't think I have ever eaten so little at one of these or threatened to leave so early or had such a pleasant time AFTER ALL and acted entirely out of character, almost to the point where I finally stopped believing in Creationism, 'cause I am thoroughly convinced that monkeys are indeed evolved from humans. We threw at each other whatever we could find, and laughed and swung from the rafters. I have the hip scratches to prove it.
And I fell in love again, BONUS, but it is an entirely inappropriate love, and I am too young for scandal (to be the only excuse for fire). Plus, I remember reading about the inherent difficulty with loving someone who reminds you of the person who never loved you back in the first place, even though you thought they did, and leaning in for a kiss that just ain't there is enough to cause a fear of heights. And that's when I stopped believing in Christmas, because I've plenty of immaculate misconceptions, and ain't got an ounce of myrrh to my name.
It wasn't smiling, but it wasn't far off, and I thought, whatever it is, you better damn sure not call it melancholy, because that's mostly the weather what's gray and overcast, not me. I dreamed that there is one season you can fight, and it ain't the wintertime.
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I have a theory about love at first sight: It only works one way. And one is going to fall, positive until the crash landing that the other loves them enough to catch them.
Ah well. Thanksgiving. For unrequited love.
For me, I think the main reason it only works one way is BECAUSE THE MIRROR CAN'T LOVE YOU BACK.
But yeah, what you said is probably closer to the truth.
Does this mean you're not in love with me anymore? I'm shattered.
sorry, i stopped falling in love years ago. but i'll feel you up, if'n it'll keep up the pretense.
Did you really read about this phenomena? If so, what book? Or if not, sorry for being so literal.
i read about it in a short story from a college writing class. sadly, i do not have a copy, and i doubt it was ever published, but it was soooo good. i should probably try to recreate it. it was about a girl with a new boyfriend she couldn't come to love because he kept doing and acting in ways that reminded her of someone she actually loved. or maybe she loved him, but it was me inserting my own bias into it. hmmm.
HMMMM
Your bias is better, otherwise she was just re-enacting her love for the unrequited, leaning in for the kiss that is THERE.
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