i want to love first and live incidentally.
unfortunately i have no one to love. or rather the one i love doesn't love me "like that". it seems strange that i long for something that has caused me such suffering. i suppose we always want what we can't have. and somehow don't appreciate it when we do.
unfortunately i have no one to love. or rather the one i love doesn't love me "like that". it seems strange that i long for something that has caused me such suffering. i suppose we always want what we can't have. and somehow don't appreciate it when we do.
totally depressed me. I mean one of the most depressing
things I've ever read. I need to write it down and post in your
journal, because it parallels what you're saying so much...
or maybe it doesn't. do I even know what i'm saying?...
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and I don't think we want it... we're just afraid to go for the
real thing for some reason. Or maybe if we are to choose
between nothing and self-inflicted suffering, we choose
suffering. At least it's some sort of a feeling... close enough.
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is that Matisse? of course it is, I like the hole in the heart...
[Edited on Mar 27, 2003]