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Pms [ Pre-Menstrual Syndrome]

The day will come when you are just a distant memory One that I will have to concentrate long & hard to remember... Your face will be a shadow The memory of your touch, kiss, taste, feel, voice, scent will be intangible, impalpable, unable to invoke the intensity with which I still carry you in my thoughts 'n' dreams The day will come when the mere sight of you will have no effect whatsoever on my equilibrium When my body will no longer become tense by your nearness When my mind, body, 'n' soul will react nonchalantly to your situation, your appearance, your happiness, or lack thereof And I will be in control 'n' cured of your infection 'n' affliction Actually...after almost a year of our official break-up I am no farther away from you emotionally than the day that I first fell in love with you Isn't that pathetic? Obsessive compulsive even? Alas!! What to do? I always feel this way After seeing you During P. M. S. Wriiten: 05/02/2006

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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