I wish I had the luxury of being confused in my love. I wish I had the luxury of being the one who let all go rather than the one who holds it so dear. I wish I had the luxury to have someone yearn for my message rather than being the one who craves it so much. I wish I had the luxury to take someone else’s heart and squeeze all passion from it rather than being the one who suffocates on that which remains. I wish I had the luxury to forget all that happened, to fade with the grooves of my tears, to diminish with the wind. I wish I had the luxury of having someone tell me how much they miss me with every fiber of their being rather than being the one who tells them.
~October 11, 2009
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"You write to communicate to the hearts and minds of others what's burning inside you. And we edit to let the fire show through the smoke." ~Arthur Polotnik
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