Blarrrrg

I do believe that I am currently love-sick. Not sick of love, but sick from it. I almost wish it was the former; at least then I would be angry rather than sad, heart-achy, mopey, and generally all-around woe-is-me-ish. I've liked people before, but never so much that thoughts of her kept intruding constantly, distracting me and making me miss her so. *headdesk* Would that the situation was different.

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Falls the night on lonely heart
aching in the bitter dark
forlorn cries the wayward speck
aloft for but a moment gone
adrift in currents chilled
drying tears from within