it’s not at all what you think.
at all, really. which is, perhaps, why it’s all so clear.
there are 2 things i know for sure, but i seem to have forgotten them both.
and so, i’ll dream for both of us.
but where do they exist? these beautiful terrible things. I feel them. I see them. I can even taste them. I almost even know them. Here they seem to be – and yet so distant. so intangible. so … vacant. lost and existing somewhere else. Too close. Too deep. Way too Far.
breathe me in and tell me it’s ok.
because how shall i know.
and when i hear these 2 sounds
in my heart, which one pulls
further?
tell me you live to love.
tell me.
and i think how far it is.
– a younger me, 02/25/2004