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Thursday, January 08, 2004   "I'd Give Up Forever To Touch You" I don't feel the same way. I can't sacrifice my forever to waiting: waiting for a touch that's always just out of reach, waiting for the phone to ring out your call, waiting for a kiss that will never find its way to my lips. I'd rather spend my forever talking on the phone, with never-ending kisses, with a touch that lingers on my flesh. Why waste forever waiting when I can spend forever being? You expect me to wait forever for something that will never happen, and I can't do that. I can't sacrifice forever for an empty promise of love; I need to spend my forever being in love, pursuing love, chasing in Eros' footsteps for even a breath of passion floating by me on the wind. So find someone else who can wait forever for you; find someone who can give up their forever for your touch. I can't give you my forever, spend it waiting for you. My forever is mine. posted by jaime | 3:09 PM 0 comments

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