I'm a moon person too. But I'm too caught up in my petty securities and routines to wander the streets at night
Don't give up. I'm only starting to see the gravity of your situation. the extent of your damnation. In short I don't blame you for your frivolous disposition. I blame myself for not being enough to change it. That came out wrong. I can't, nor do I want to, change you. I just wish I was insentive enough to make you wish to change. Or maybe change is non-existant. I want you to grow. You're playing a static and stagnant role whilst I am flourishing and thriving. I know I'm not the same as I was when we were first in love, but the change is amplified relative your inert stance. I've always cared about you, but that too has been altered by the hand of circumstance. I've known countless feelings for you, attachment, love, lust, caring, anguish, concern. I've always felt something for you. Now it's stronger than ever before. No more silly juvenile notions of "love". I care for you like a sister, a mother, a lover, a friend. You say you don...
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you'll flower trust me
You'll walk these streets like none other
only because you could
too caught...
too much...
and in the end, no time.To be who we are...
How sad is this?Humn? Something I need to think about for a while.
i can't read and understand your text ,my english is not good enough.
i like the "music" of your blog
bonne journée, manuel