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[eire]

unreal: the way the memories blur.
recollections too perfect to store
in me: someone so imperfect.
they live on their own out there,
as if someone new were created to live them.
the perfect being: our memories walking this earth.

Comments

[markahix]

:) I'm glad you're happy...

[eire]

me too. although at the moment i'm kinda lonely for him.

[markahix]

I understand...

Please forgive my probable absense from LJ for a day or so... Something bad happened. I wouldn't feel right posting directly after.

Much love,

Mark

[eire]

i'm thinking of you. you know how to find me if you need me. i hope you are ok. big hugs and post when you can.