Thursday, 17 November 2011

A fleeting moment of gratitude

I have missed you painfully until tonight as you are one of the few and far between people who effortlessly, perhaps even unknowingly, provide me with the pure freedom to express myself entirely, and to share all of myself without an intended or understood cause...
Strange as it is, you eternally provide me with said gift, for which I am forever to be eternally grateful. I know you believe little of what I tell you, and very few of my pretty, powerless words, and even less of their intended meaning - but, despite this, I am rendered something of yours. I am not certain or sure that this is a positive healthy thing, or situation, but I continuously enjoy it. And, I am more than happy that you exist in my own private sphere of life's seeming existence...
Forever am I to be a dark, deepening, dangerous figment of your wild imaginings? For, should you choose to see me in the bright light of day, surely you would see that this worthless something of all your own, is real, touchable, tangeable, tasteable and forever empty of anything but love's sweet fantasy of truth.

Well, there it is on the screen, I have trully missed you.