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What truely is real?
The air so bitter and cold.
Am I seeking warmth?

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I fear in itself:
Unavailabilty,
It is what I seek.

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On the frozen ground
Each step echoes in my mind.
Memories of you

Grasping at a dream.
Snowflakes melting in my palm.
A fleeting affair.

I have a habit.
Girls so unattainable
are the ones I love.

Like a burdened bee
I love too many flowers.
How it weighs on me.

Reflected in trees
Her high cheek bones and red hair
I see you in dreams

I'm working this job.
It took long to get hired.
But do I like it?

Party time tonight
And then again tomorrow.
Brace yourself, liver.

There's no solution.
They're best friends, what can I do?
I mean, honestly.

I think now's the time
To write my blogs in Haiku
Like I did before

And here we go again.

Perhaps I simply don't understand the difference between infatuation and love, or maybe I lack the boundry bewtixt.