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one-night stand.

the sun set as the music fades
the auburn sky soon turns to grey
your heartbeat echoed in my ears
I faked a smile, you faked a tear
it was like a movie, so surreal
I loved the way it made me feel
as long as you were my own that night
I knew the rest would be allright

the moon shines down onto the sheets
my hands are cold against your heat
our tongues are intertwined at last
your heart and mine are beating fast
but I know I will be the one
forgotten with the rising sun
as long as you’re my own right now
I know I’ll make it through, somehow

I’ll wake up next morning to find
I’m all alone and left behind
You won’t give me another thought
But I will still miss you a lot
I’ll cling to memories of you
Can you be gone, it can’t be true
as long as you’re mine in my dreams
I know I’ll make it through, it seems

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The day when I first started liking him was the day he told me about her.
She was pretty.
She was polite.
She was popular.
She was kind of nice, I guess.
I didn’t really know her,
I don’t think he did either.

From that day on I noticed him more
I saw how he talked a little louder when she was around
or bragged or tried to be funny
I noticed he held her hand a little gentler,
a little kinder.

Back then we were only friends
we had been friends for years and not once had I though of him as anything else
than a friend.

But suddenly,
something told me that I had to have him
so I did all I could
I changed my face
I changed my name
I was loud
I was popular
I was beautiful with long wavy hair flowing down my back
but I was happy.

So I did it. I made him like me. If it wasn’t for me it would have turned out much different.
And I fell hard.

Every breath he took made my heart flutter
every word he spoke I worshiped
every smile made me float
I would memorize everything he said to me
and replay the words in my head like a lullaby when I went to bed at night
I knew every hair on his head and every freckle on his face and the way his eyes glowed blue when the light hit them a certain way
I was insane.
Or maybe just in love, or both, or they mean the same thing anyway.
After that it was all a blur.
A blur of happiness and pride and worry and affection and addiction.
It started like it ended, fading in and fading out.
It didn’t hurt at first.
The year after, I never felt the same. I didn’t fall in love like I used to. Things were different. I didn’t love so carelessly. It was no conscious decision, it was just the way things were. Another year passed, and I could feel my heart aching and missing the daydreams and fantasies and wishes and longing it once felt before. It was breaking at last. I was falling apart.

I felt like a drug addict deprived of the drug
as I watched my friends smile and blush and talk about things I could no longer comprehend
I was lost in my screwed up, broken world that I ruined with my own two hands.

Until one day, one odd, unexpected day, something happened.
I totally forgot my old feelings. I no longer dreamed of his kiss every night or cried for his touch once again. The fantasies I used to swoon over now made me gag. The feeling of regret was gone completely. I could finally look him in the eyes and say I was over him and be telling the complete truth.

Now I am confused
and I am ecstatic
and I am nervous
and I am shy
and I am loud
and I am quiet
and I am scared
and I am brave
and I am laughing
and I am crying
and I am fascinated
and I am apathetic
and I am messed up
but I am completely normal

Because now I finally know what it feels like to be in love like before
And I don’t want this shitty, wonderful, fucked up feeling to ever go away, no, not again.