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For KashifIt's very rare for someone like me to feel open-- especially with someone I hardly know.But you my friend, seem to understand what I meanor at least you try to.It is even rarer for me to feel outsmarted by-- well, anyone reallyBut several times you have left me stumpedand at a loss for words.You were right, what you said about deep conversationsYou fascinate meand encourage me to be a better person.Your friendship is something I value.Even if you're across the oceanI do find myself wondering how you are doingwhat you are thinkingIf you're really okayWhat can I say, other than I care,just so you know.Great minds are sometimes bonded on a level deeperthan anything most can comprehendI am glad to have you as a part of my lifeyou're a good friendand a great man.Thank you for being so kind.<3
3000 MilesI feel weak at the kneesjust thinking of the way your lipswill feel against mineI get goosebumpswondering about the scent of your skin.I feel safeclosing my eyes and pretendingthat I'm laying in the crook of your armone hand idly stroking the hair on your chest enjoying the coarse yet soft feelingWhen I'm alone, or even surrounded by people who love memy thoughts always wander to youand your laugh settles in my earsthe way you say my nameand tell me you love me.I can almost feel your presence here with meI rush home, flip on my monitor and searchnot for information, or photosbut first and foremost for your nameI carry you with me, walk through my daysas if you're right by my sideand I refuse to look next to meto be shaken with the reality that you'rethree thousand miles awayI wake up, and feel as if you've only just left for a momentand I close my eyes,and take solace in the time we spend together in my dreamslaughingeatingcarving our
Mother EarthI am beautifuldiverseand scarred.I create sunsets, and waterfallsand highest mountains, white tipped with snowrainbows and green green treesAnd you destroy themtear them downcloud the sky with your smokethrow your trash in my waterfloat your oil on my oceansscar my skin, my surface with your explosionsfight your petty wars over land I give to all of youWhy?Can you even answer that?Can you justify taking for granted everything I give to you?I didn't think so.And that's disappointing