novembre ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- \"The heart of another is a dark forest, always, no matter how close it has been to one�s own. \" � Willa Cather i miss him i miss him i miss him. i thought dating other people would make me forget how much i cared about him, but. today is soaked in some sort of longing that didn't surface until now. i don't understand, but: while running errands today, something felt off. i got home, dumped my shopping bags on my bed, pulled on a sweater, and sighed into this mood. this missing mood. let's hope it slips away before i wake up tomorrow, like the details of a vivid dream slip away once you've actually woken up and begun your day. 9:16 pm - 03.19.08 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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