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@ The Gaga Show (James Leland Ludeau III-Lafayette,LA)


  • at the Gaga show New Orleans our eyes met and suddenly all 17,000 people were reduced to 2 you and I you orbited me i felt the energy more than sexual attraction something in me knew all along but i wasn't in the space or time i needed to be my walls were too high i was too self absorbed but your eyes made me want to change that it wasn't our first encounter but it was our closest how do you tell someone that since your first conversation with him that you've wanted to spend forever with him? sounds mad but when your soul feels something it won't stop until it's fed and now you're here and we are on the cusp of something that has transformative power i don't think i've ever wanted anything as badly as i want your hand in mine i fought that feeling for so long fought that reveal now i just want to shout it you text me a picture and my immediate response is "yes, that's the one. him" and we can do this one day at a time slip into this i just want the chance to love you like i've known all along i could i want to feel loved by you i could do this for eternity

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