Dec 04, 2006 16:51
i know that half the world is like me,
a dreamer, a romantic.
but arn't there just those things that life is like, made of?
they are the ones i live for. the moments.
moments are different than memories.
they are like speical memories, because they are so perfect.
i've had my share of them.
you know, i find myself spending more and more of my time dreaming about moments.
the one's i've had. the ones yet to come.
i think somedays, i live for them.
the smiles.
the looks.
the look is the best one i've ever known.
i think it might even be like, universal...
the same look just looks different on different people.
it means the same though.
and i will know it.
sometimes, i think i do it... partly out of habit, maybe accident, maybe, maybe, i mean the look.
we shall have to see.
but i will wait for it.
oh yes, i will.
and if it doesn't come, no harm done.
something tells me it will, though.
which is bittersweet.
in everyway.