Words & what we choose to remember of them carry us through the darkest nights.
Each day we are born & we die anew by the words that we carry with us. Life is too dark without someone to share it with.
Tell me a story. Show me something real.
I want to understand that look in your eyes. Everything has a history behind it, a reason for being. Even mistakes happen for a reason.
Time is not an issue or a question, it is an accessory. We will simply wear it to highlight our decisions & the life that we have chosen, instead of letting it wear us down. So take your time & some of mine.
I want to laugh with you. I need something I can connect with, bond with.
I want to be able to close my eyes and feel my way around you like braille.
I want to feel for you.
The first half was originally written on April 24th, 2012 as part two of something else that I had written that day, but I didn’t think it was strong enough to post.
After reworking it, it feels more succinct & honest. Sometimes patience is the key. Everything happens for a reason.
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