ya know, it's strange how deeply connected I feel to you sometimes,perhaps it's of some cosmic relevance, but most likely, it's probably just that both of us want so badly to have this profound meaning in life, because anything less is less, and who wants to settle for that?
To be honest with you, I was thinking about you the other day, so I got out a lot of your old poems that I had printed out years ago, when we were still at the starlitecafe at the same time. I don't think you will now, or ever for that matter, realize that you are a gift to the human race; for all your insecurities, your flaws, your inabilities, you are perfectly imperfect and honestly, I adore everything about your broken nature.
I related to your rant here, more than I can give words to, except to say, this morning, when I woke up and the sun light was streaming through my window,it was warm, and bright, and calm, and it should have lit all of the corridors of myself where I have shut off the lights, or had to, in order to preserve what was vital, instead it was like a stain seeping into my existence.
Anyway, maybe none of this makes sense, maybe somehow you'll get what I'm saying..what I really came by to say is, I still think of you, and I still find you amazing, and as selfish as it sounds, I hope you never change...
To be honest with you, I was thinking about you the other day, so I got out a lot of your old poems that I had printed out years ago, when we were still at the starlitecafe at the same time.
I don't think you will now, or ever for that matter, realize that you are a gift to the human race; for all your insecurities, your flaws, your inabilities, you are perfectly imperfect and honestly, I adore everything about your broken nature.
I related to your rant here, more than I can give words to, except to say, this morning, when I woke up and the sun light was streaming through my window,it was warm, and bright, and calm, and it should have lit all of the corridors of myself where I have shut off the lights, or had to, in order to preserve what was vital, instead it was like a stain seeping into my existence.
Anyway, maybe none of this makes sense, maybe somehow you'll get what I'm saying..what I really came by to say is, I still think of you, and I still find you amazing, and as selfish as it sounds, I hope you never change...
Always,
Amberlee
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