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baring a soul : january 2001 lost: 01.02.01 that akward pause...that lingers painfully...as you stare across a table at someone who once tasted your soul...shared your soul...owned your soul... and now.... you can't even manage to talk about the weather with any fluidity. they speak...but you can hardly hear the words over the din of your mind...screaming, gasping, reeling, drowning in the emptiness. you speak...and you notice their gaze drift off...that desperate, glazed look that you weren't supposed to see... and you know despite the pretenses, despite the intentions, you failed... and they are gone....so far gone. and still, you have those moments... that familiar place, a familiar song, the odd, random thought that sneaks up and says, "remember?" and you crumble. how can they be so far away... and yet touch so deeply still? oh how i loved you... how i loved you. how did i love you? |