Oct 12, 2005 01:45
There's something I want. Something solid and tangible and inexplainably... 'there.' But there are no words that fully describe it.
You can call it a warmth, a pounding heat, that is pleasant in the most perfect sense of the term. But there's no real difference in my temperature.
It's like a pulse, something that's alive, and beating and another part of what's keeping my body working. But, without it, I would still live. Would still live, not necessarily do so happily.
Maybe a hunger, an aching ravenous need for this something, that can only be satisfied, with an occurance totally unrelated to eating.
A breath perhaps, the very thing that kills you the fastest if you're without it. The constant tie between life and death that one would only survive for a fraction of a moment without. However, I'm forced to survive without it for months on end.
How can you need something this much, and go on without it.....
Only with the realization that the only thing playing this evil little game of 'Keep-a-Way' is time itself. And time's defeat, though distant, is wonderfully inevitable.