Sometimes I wish things were different between us. Sometimes I had hoped we were just friends, but we got lost in each others arms, lost in time, lost in what we were doing. We gave into the feelings we had, nothing could stop once it began. We were done for once it happened, and then it became our drug, our relief, our misery, our mistake, our release. Now it spreads to others, we can't stop it, we've tried, attempts failed, but love grows. That's what we lost ourselves in, our love, love for each other, love for one another. Love grew and spread, but somewhere became lost. We call it love!
Kagome_JY Community Member 
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