me, you, this room, and an elephant or two.A Chapter by Lyn AndersonRainy day compilationsa little bit of nothing you can't know what you don't trite but true -- you've never been where I went but someone like me having someone like you when little things are big and nothings are everything you are more than you can know to me. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- filling the room with polka dot elephants dancing around the room with 300 pound gorillas and polka dot elephants I am very good at filling the room with words. all of them but three. you are very good at not saying anything and letting things be. I heard and said too much prior to opening your door. you don't want to say what you've never said before. each time you stand and watch me go you wonder is it the last? neither of us is quite ready to completely shed the past. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------my heart to keep sacrificed on the altar not once but twice. handed my heart over like cheese to mice. but for the first time I found someone to whom I wish to listen. discovered something I never knew. the one who loves you will never take your heart away from you.
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