||[Aug. 22nd, 2003|12:37 am]
|||||the hollow rush of wishes||]|
if there were words to express what i'm feeling right now, i think they might short circuit my computer.
its a hollow nothing, but at the same time, it's everything. every emotion i ever shared with him, with them...
everythings coming back, and i can't get a grip on it fast enough. how can he be gone when i'm just starting to remember what it was like to be there, in the middle of it all?
how can a key piece to the one place that always made me feel whole and content disappear...
life is short and unpredictable. and beautiful. and cruel. i'd give anything for one more day. just ten more minutes. ten seconds even. anything in the world.
"If I should go before the rest of you
Break not a flower or inscribe a stone,
Nor when I'm gone speak in a Sunday voice
But be the usual selves I have known.
Weep if you must,
Parting is hell,
But life goes on
So sing as well."