Something more than something...else.
12/9/03 07:09 pmIt all goes back to 1991, you know. Everything does. Well, not everything, but you and I and everything about us traces from that point on. That's really where we began to be.
You were shy at first, peering out at me as though from far away and watching without a sound as I brashly blundered through life, but you got braver as the days wore on, venturing a few words here and there at lunchtime in the library. My interest piqued, I had to talk to you after that and once the words began, they couldn't be stopped.
From there, it seems to be nothing but a tumultuous and beautiful history. We've formed a bond that can't be broken, no matter how far away you are, no matter how may countries you visit and changes you encompass. You are as much a part of me as my breath and bones.
go dream yourself sick
before you die of loss
You were shy at first, peering out at me as though from far away and watching without a sound as I brashly blundered through life, but you got braver as the days wore on, venturing a few words here and there at lunchtime in the library. My interest piqued, I had to talk to you after that and once the words began, they couldn't be stopped.
From there, it seems to be nothing but a tumultuous and beautiful history. We've formed a bond that can't be broken, no matter how far away you are, no matter how may countries you visit and changes you encompass. You are as much a part of me as my breath and bones.
go dream yourself sick
before you die of loss