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Here I am, back to these old circles, stringing out the old words I've worn through with my pacing. But how can I not pace? How can I not be restless, running on adrenaline and the transcendent? This isn't me clinging to my childhood. This is me building on something I have put my heart and soul into creating. This is me understanding! This is me knowing! I don't want to lose the one thing I've devoted the core of myself to - that's not fair. I don't know if I can be happy in the absence of this love, or even if I want to be. I don't know if losing it would be a gradual growing up, as they say with their lofty misunderstanding of completeness, or a true loss, a missing I could not ease with time. Some things do not ease with time. I need to talk to someone who understands, to someone who recognizes this as a viable, valuable form of love. I need to know if this fear is justified, if I am justified. There has to be someone who has faced this. Who do I turn to? Who can counsel me? Am I the only one who feels this way? How could that be possible? I know there must be someone else. How do I find them? Are they looking for me, too? Are they wasting away their weary fingers writing these words as well? I don't want someone who listens for politeness' sake. I want someone who listens out of desire, out of hunger, out of a need for words and worlds and a twin in understanding. I know there must be someone else. How could there not be? How could I be alone in this? No, I am not alone. I am not. I refuse that possibility. I refuse, and yet who will know if I write here or remain silent? Who will care if my words are of any worth? Who will find any worth in my words? It isn't enough on my own. I'm tapped out. There's no one left to tell the stories to, no one to beg for one more before sleep. No one, no one, no one. I feel like Shakespeare's Sister, lost and so pent up without an outlet, like I might blow my brains out in desperation and be left, like her, to some shallow crossroad grave. And then I think, what if I'm making all this up? What if I'm just childish and obsessive and can't understand what my own emotions mean? But then again, what if I'm not? I'm not! I can't be. Sometimes at night I lay awake and wonder about her, my fictional metaphorical other half, this girl that isn't mine but could be, should be. Did she have a world in her head that she couldn't get down on paper? Did it make her feel so restless, so empty, so anticipatory like me? Did she toss and turn at night as well, grasping at impossibilities, wanting to shout her lungs out? She could be the one. Perhaps we just have tragic timing, her and I. Perhaps she is the one and a hundred years ago she sat at such a desk, scratching out hopeless nameless longing, and now I a hundred years more in this moment send nameless hopeless longing back to her. Or am I just digging myself in deeper for thinking this? Do I have no idea what the true definition of love is? I mean, if I think that what I feel is love then it should be, right? It must be, right? I can't second-guess myself. I won't! This much at least I know, and this is what grounds me in these moments. I'll unravel bit by bit if I question what I believe is a fundamental love, a thing so deeply ingrained that even I could never put the exact right words to it. I know it could be, after all, so why is it impossible? Am I not capable of devotion? No. I am, and this restless desire is a testament to that devotion. I am a testament to that devotion!  It's just that I don't know how to achieve the next level; I don't know how to jump-start myself to greater heights, or even if I can do it all on my own. This is all I know. I'm doing everything I can. What more is there? What fresh spark can alight within this dry tinder if my fingers hold no flame? I feel desperate. I feel scared. I feel alone in this. I don't know what more I can do. Am I fighting the inevitable or am I waging a good war? Am I brave for this or am I a coward? Everything is a search for tangible proof of this intangible creation. I just want one person to tell me my love is justified. I just want one person to recognize and understand and reciprocate.
I warned you.

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:iconmakeshiftsoul:
MakeShiftSoul Featured By Owner Feb 2, 2009
Just wanted to say I love you.

And that you should never fear or regret loving. <3



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:icondarkelvenmage:
darkelvenmage Featured By Owner Feb 2, 2009
Aww, thank you my dear. <3 I guess the internet just gets to be a pretty lonely place sometimes (ironically enough).
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MakeShiftSoul Featured By Owner Feb 2, 2009
Oh, I know doll. :hug:

<3 Writing you your reply tomorrow night!( night off, whoohoo!)

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johnnytainted Featured By Owner Jan 22, 2009
I think the biggest tragedy of love is our assumption that we'll understand each other when/if we find it and the fear that we won't without it.

In that fear, though, we are all alike.
Ironic.

At least we have been given the gift of sincerity. Some can't even afford that.

... Sorry, I'm being nonsensical again.
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darkelvenmage Featured By Owner Jan 22, 2009
Not being nonsensical, silly. Being... sensful. It's just that I already have the love. It's the finding someone (who understands) that has to come second.
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fangofthedoglord Featured By Owner Jan 20, 2009  Hobbyist Writer
I understand. And I adore you. Or...I adore the writer I have been reading over the internet as it would not be fair to say I know you. In any case I will help in any way if I can.
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darkelvenmage Featured By Owner Jan 20, 2009
Thank you, thank you. <3 We should remedy that whole not knowing each other very well thing. Like, you know, talking outside of brief comments and such? I would like that. :3
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fangofthedoglord Featured By Owner Jan 21, 2009  Hobbyist Writer
Well I would love to. Unfortunately my computer is broken at the moment so I'm not on that much. But if you wish to try to catch me when I am I have an AIM account ( I have msn or yahoo too but I'm on AIM the most). I believe i also gave you my mailing address if you want to write me. Oh yeah and myspace and facebook too. ^.^

Anyways just let me know what would be easiest. Toodles '^_^'

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darkelvenmage Featured By Owner Jan 21, 2009
That sucks. D: Why is it that everyone's computers seem to be breaking right now?
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fangofthedoglord Featured By Owner Jan 22, 2009  Hobbyist Writer
I don't know. Maybe cause computers are gay. But I'll add you to my aim, hopefully you'll get to talk to me some.
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sesshysshewolf Featured By Owner Jan 19, 2009
I can't express how insightful this is. I just can't. D:
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:icondarkelvenmage:
darkelvenmage Featured By Owner Jan 19, 2009
I'm insightful? o.o I thought this was mostly just... y'know, panicky and paranoid and completely senseless.

*clings* IS MEANINGFUL?
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sesshysshewolf Featured By Owner Jan 19, 2009
Is very meaningful. I wish we could mind-meld so you could, like, feel how much I connected with your carefully cultivated ramblings. <3
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darkelvenmage Featured By Owner Jan 19, 2009
Maybe if we duct-tape our heads together, that'll be close enough?

*squishyhug* You're amazing. <3
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sesshysshewolf Featured By Owner Jan 19, 2009
Nah, Krazy Gloo would totally work better...if you don't mind getting a bit of a haircut afterward. xD

I may be amazing, but you can actually express your amazingness in pretty words. <3

*glompage*
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darkelvenmage Featured By Owner Jan 19, 2009
Also, pfffffffft. I think you have very nice words!
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sesshysshewolf Featured By Owner Jan 19, 2009
Ahaha. I have nice words, but they stay trapped in my mind most of the time with my character profiles and story outlines. You inspire me to try harder to get them out of my head and into Word, though. :3
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darkelvenmage Featured By Owner Jan 19, 2009
Good! If you don't get them out and share them with the wooooooooorld (or maybe not the whole world, just a few peeps) then I shall use my newfound krazy glue powers to suck them out of you!

I can do it. Oh yes.
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darkelvenmage Featured By Owner Jan 19, 2009
I don't think you can cut my hair much shorter than it already is, so that works. ;3

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sesshysshewolf Featured By Owner Jan 19, 2009
LETS DO IT RITE NAO. 8D
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darkelvenmage Featured By Owner Jan 19, 2009
OKAY. 8D

*KRAZY-GLUES HER HEAD TO YOURS; LISTENS TO YER THOUGHTS*
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xxHartxofxtenshixxx1 Featured By Owner Jan 18, 2009
mmaaggggee!!, Hunny talk to me, send me a email, or il see you tonight on msn alright then tell me about it im alll ears !


*hugs*
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darkelvenmage Featured By Owner Jan 18, 2009
Ahh, thank you very much, dear! I'll definitely talk to you tonight! I love talking to you. :3
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xxHartxofxtenshixxx1 Featured By Owner Jan 19, 2009
Loll!!< Me and my mom broke my laptop XP XD!~~ Now I own the shcool 1200$ loll Oh well Il have to use my home computer!!, wont be online offten
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darkelvenmage Featured By Owner Jan 19, 2009
Aww, that sucks! D:
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xxHartxofxtenshixxx1 Featured By Owner Jan 22, 2009
ya :(
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