Today I stopped suddenly and said: "I love you." But then frowned and shook my head and looked at you hopelessly. "No," I whispered, "that is not what I wished to say."
I was silent, then I spoke slowly, and my words were halting, like the words of a child learning to speak for the first time:
"I am one...alone...and only...and I love you who are one...alone...and only."
We looked into each other's eyes and we knew that the breathe of a miricle had touched us, and fled. It left us groping vainly, feeling torn. Torn for some word we would not find.
I was silent, then I spoke slowly, and my words were halting, like the words of a child learning to speak for the first time:
"I am one...alone...and only...and I love you who are one...alone...and only."
We looked into each other's eyes and we knew that the breathe of a miricle had touched us, and fled. It left us groping vainly, feeling torn. Torn for some word we would not find.
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...Guess not. I really very much prefer live interaction that tiny little messages. Failing that, IM chat. So, I will hope to still catch you one day soon.
[Edited on Jul 20, 2005 12:51AM]