Sometimes it seems like we're all in some kind of prison...
And the crime is how much we hate ourselves.
It's good to ge dressed up once in a while and admit the truth...
That when you really look closely...
People are so strange and so complicated...
That they're actually beautiful...
Possibly even me.

And the crime is how much we hate ourselves.
It's good to ge dressed up once in a while and admit the truth...
That when you really look closely...
People are so strange and so complicated...
That they're actually beautiful...
Possibly even me.

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Next.... After the loss(to God I suppose) of my then gf. I refused to date for a year. After a year had passed, I was reading some newsgroup and saw someone who was from Utah. Livng there at the time, I shot her an email & we began correspondence. We kept in touch for three months and finally decided to meet at the Lady Elizabethan tea house in downtown Salt Lake. I still remember arriving on time & sitting facing the front window. It rained that day and I saw a flash of platinum dash across South Temple. She, huffing for breath, shook my hand limply and ordered peppermin loose tea. We began talking and after a couple of hours, she said "I don't want to be done talking to you. Would you like to come to my house for a while?" I nodded, paid and we left. It took geologic amounts of time together for us to begin.
Another rainy afternoon, I had helped her family around the house to spend time with her. We were sitting on her couch and I noticed that today, right now, she was leaning on me. Her parents sat across from us and as they finally got the hint, exited the room. I felt her shake as they left. I brought her close to me and kissed her for a second, maybe two. She gripped me close and began to cry, she shook and cried in my arms from trepidation. She was a year older than me and I was her first kiss.
We stayed together for four years. It's been argued that I should have never left & We should have never parted. I beg to differ, many factors made me unhappy in this relationship. Her lack of public schooling of any kind left it to me to handle almost any social situation beyond a phone call or shopping transaction. I loved her though while were together. Our height difference made people wonder; I am 6'8", she's 5'0'. We were happy for a long time. Then I began to realize that we would never marry. With that realization, things began to stagnate......
Sorry that was so long, it is still my longest relationship at 4 yrs. Shout Soon.