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I’m glad that if I can say nothing about my time on this planet; I’ve been in love. I’ve been witness and a participant of it’s power. I’ve realized that part of growing up is coming to terms with respecting power, especially power that can be proven.
Sarah and Russell. Russell and Sarah. I understand more than I ever could understood because of us. And I can say that no matter what I’m a better person just by knowing us.
I know that I only use this place as a mausoleum to my thoughts about Sarah. But if I am to submit my life to a digital sprawl, I’ll store her here. I guess its more for her as well. I hope one day I want her to remember this place, and through some bored curiosity she stumbles upon this live journal.
But the problem with that future is that all of my past posts have been on the negative side to put it mildly. This is an incomplete picture of the reality. I want her to see the permanent side effects that are positive. No one can make me smile like she can. The kind of smile that breaks you. I'm not saying I smiled all the time, but the times I did could not be replicated.
I can list the good things forever. Because as we've grown, I've learned more and more things I love about her. Partly because she throws a mirror in my face.
That at least I wasn’t ever afraid of my feelings for her and I didn’t care who knew it. I’m carving our initials in the graffiti covered tree of the Internet. RC + SM 2004.
I’ll always love you.
Happy Spring everyone.
Sarah and Russell. Russell and Sarah. I understand more than I ever could understood because of us. And I can say that no matter what I’m a better person just by knowing us.
I know that I only use this place as a mausoleum to my thoughts about Sarah. But if I am to submit my life to a digital sprawl, I’ll store her here. I guess its more for her as well. I hope one day I want her to remember this place, and through some bored curiosity she stumbles upon this live journal.
But the problem with that future is that all of my past posts have been on the negative side to put it mildly. This is an incomplete picture of the reality. I want her to see the permanent side effects that are positive. No one can make me smile like she can. The kind of smile that breaks you. I'm not saying I smiled all the time, but the times I did could not be replicated.
I can list the good things forever. Because as we've grown, I've learned more and more things I love about her. Partly because she throws a mirror in my face.
That at least I wasn’t ever afraid of my feelings for her and I didn’t care who knew it. I’m carving our initials in the graffiti covered tree of the Internet. RC + SM 2004.
I’ll always love you.
Happy Spring everyone.