used to be at least a few stopped by for every entry but lately it's just been one of you and right here waiting and the rest of you find your way back here later in the week... i feel your sadness and wish i could shower you with love and some energy that would burst through your depression and rekindle the glow of the you buried somewhere inside... i know you are in there... just as pockets said to peter "oh, there you are, Peter!", i know you are in there... hurting... hiding... humbled by sadness and feelings of failure... but you are still there and i love you... and i wish you would express the moment, whether it is utter despair or an overwhelming sense of nothingness or numbing pain or blind rage at the unfairness of life, i wish you would just put on word after the other and see what happens... it is worth a whole lot to me, even if you think it is worthless... let me treasure you...
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