Friday, October 11, 2013
Play me
Oh, puppet master, watch your step; it is not always you who is pulling the strings. Remember, that as easy as it was given to you, it can be taken away. Don't be the fool who plays a fool. In the end, you will see that fire burns, and when it does, it will get you good. Take it from me, for it is I, the creator of this game.
Real
I want passion. Someone who pays attention to detail. I want that first smile. Someone who challenges me, pushes me, makes me want to do better. A man who will commit, someone who will do things with me even if he hates them. I don't ask for much, nor will I ever, because I can hold my own. But what my soul is hungry for, is that look in his eyes, or the temptation in his smile. Something real. I used to think I was looking for something I would never find, but I caught a glimpse of it. It was like looking at the sun; you're not supposed to, but you want to. Right now, I'm caught between two worlds: the one that I need, and the one I want.
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