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I have come to realize that when people say they miss a loved one and they say it is like a part of themselves is missing, that a part of themselves is exactly what they are missing. I have said for a very long time now that I am not sure it is possible for anyone to ever truly know someone completely. Each person in someone's life bring out something different in them. Friends are different than  very close friends who are different than lovers who are different from family. A person is not fake for being two seemingly completely different people around different friends. One shares common interests with one friend that they do not share wi

"Intimacy" "intimate" In all of my pondering of those words, I've yet to look at the dictionary for the "official" definition. I've simply looked to my own understandings, feelings, and meanings. T did a lot for my veiw of the word. "Intimate" is often used in a sexual content. I now disagree with that. "Intimate not erotic" was a phrase that defined my boundaries, and who I was, and to a large extent still am. I, then, defined the experience as "Intimate" but did not define the word. It was more than just a human interaction, vulnerable, and close - but not sexual. Though some would disagree, I was there, it was indeed "intimate, not erotic

Two new poems. They're cool. Kind of. They don't really matter. I just wanted a new journal entry.