Wednesday, May 17, 2006

I Miss You Like I Miss You

I'm having one of those hard moments.

But we by a love so much refined,
That ourselves know not what it is,
Inter-assured of the mind,
Care less, eyes, lips, and hands to miss.

Our two souls therefore, which are one,
Though I must go, endure not yet
A breach, but an expansion,
Like gold to airy thinness beat.
-John Donne-

Why do I still miss him?

-Chad VanGaalen-

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