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Thursday, October 16, 2008

it's a cycle. it's like the maturation of man. you start from being a baby who knows nothing and grow to know more and more until finally you're back to where you started, at the last stage of maturation where you realise that you're now a baby again. only that men die but love doesn't.

it sure feels like the first time. and it sure feels good. you're finally in control again. you finally have emotions. the ability to be mad at me. the ability to see sense and not oblige all the time. and you know what, you are desirable like that. near yet far. distant yet the closest to me. and when you reverse your role, i reverse mine too.

i like that she is able to tame the imp in me. how she can hold the reigns to the carriage and finally bring us where we should go.

it's finally going somewhere. =D

first time, last time.

first time, now.
-cheryl
7:48 PM





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