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Justin was my 1st love. We had a good time and it took me a minute to get over him but I can finally say that I am. Okay I was. Try this on for size. We got back 2gether. Only for a moment tho. I decided that I wanted him to do more with himself other than sitting around thinking about me all day and trying to spend every moment I had with me. We had plans to marry but I am not so sure about that anymore. There are multiple factors that must be weighed in on that matter before I can say we will or won't. Since we have been apart he has gotten his GED and now a job and I am very much proud of him. Even if we can't be together in the end I still want him to be happy and make something of himself, even if I am not by his side (at least not as a companion but alwayz as a friend). Also, I guess I should add in the fact that sometime after we'd broken up Justin decided 2 stick a hot lighter to my neck and yes it burned me and at this current time I do have a scar. That shit wasn't cool. That happened like in April of '05. I was done with his ass afta that and all of my friends and family forbid me from seeing him and I was fine with that. But then he called me about his graduation and we talked a bit b4 that and like a dumbass I have seen him or whatever, in a totally non-lovey kinda way. He said it wasn't intentional and in a way I believe him. I think it was simple stupidity and immaturity. {That could also be a result of my breaking up with him}. Any who, a lot of shit has gone down in my life wit dat boi and shit happens. I miss him but I gotta move on u'kno? He took the break-up pretty hard and I hate that thingz turned out the way they did but . . . Ion kno, I had 2 do what I had 2 do and I really do think that this was in a way for the best because right now I am probably not right for him. In a way I am but in a BIG way I am not. He deserves the world and I can't give it to him even if he does think otherwise. If I am to be with him, I want to be with hime completely not partially. My heart belongs to another at this moment...Its all gravy tho, at least we had the time that we had 2gether, kno wut i mean? Who knowz, maybe we really will be together again...Then again, I have fallin in love with another who just happenz 2b a 2ft tall, light skinned cutie . Yet again we happen 2b having some problemz rite now anyway so Ion kno . . . still Justin will always be in my heart in his own special way . . . 

Now Bangin:"I Miss You" courtesy of

My favorite poem from Justin is entitled: Love Is Too Weak.

Love Is Too Weak

Love is strong enough to make you cry,

Strong enough to make you lose control and take a life.

 

Love is strong enough to make you feel high,

Strong enough to make you feel like you could die.

 

Love has ways to make it's presence known,

Whether it's puppy love or full grown.

 

Love will make you do things you would never do,

Love will sometimes make you say I hate you.

 

All of this is true,

but love is too weak to define how I feel about you.

May I pose a question, completely rhetorical of course, to you? What would you do if a ghost from your past returned and revealed a truth to you that you aren't sure that you're ready for? If someone returned into your life and confessed their love for you and said all the things you've imagined that they would say exactly the way you wanted them to? Would you accept their "invitation" or would you decline? When I say "invitation I am refering to a confession of their . . .

What if it happened to you?

What would you do?

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