01 November 2005

1,2,3,


And confusion
sets in....


evey time i see you my heart breaks because i know that when that moment is over, all i will have is the memory. all i want is the moment.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

The moment, the memory... are they really so different? In one there is desperation, in the other there is longing...
I feel waves of it sometimes too, when I'm visiting, when I feel at home with a friend, when I think love or infatuation or something similar is knocking on my heart's door.
Is this what it is to feel obsessed?
-L