Friday, August 24, 2007
Nonsense
A thousand million miles away. But the distance doesn't dull the aching. Instead it amplifies it. Aching amplified by space and distance and all that exists between us and all that keeps us apart. And yet I promised her not to long for something else for some other life. I promised her I would be in this moment. Now. But I lied. Strawberry coated, crunchy-hearted lies. Not that I knew it at the time.
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Absence makes the heart grow fonder is what they say. But in reality, absence and distance just make the heart grow wrong(er).
Indeed it does. And this lovely London weather doesn't really help the mood either.
Oh, I've told candy-coated lies like that too. Because the distance really isn't okay.
Distance destroys. It makes us do things like kid ourselves everything is OK, but it is rarely OK.
Distance sometimes gives us a chance to put things in perspective.
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