Sunday, 5 September 2010

The Immortally Fading Beauty


It's not a because or an in spite of. It is what it is to that person. Not even one other person can encapsulate all that we're feeling. What we're feeling is meant to be felt only by us and no one else, so that when you ever meet someone with the same experiences, you know that they are who they are.

6 comments:

Anonymous said...

It's posts like these that make you think.

And now I wonder what it means to you.

Unknown said...

I would explain, if it were something that could be put into words.

Anonymous said...

Nothing can truly be put into words.
Nothing we can say ever gets close to truly describing anything.

Unknown said...

I try. I try.

Anonymous said...

Yes.
And you get much closer to the truth than anybody I know, and most people I don't.

Unknown said...

And when the dreaming starts, I'll still be here.