I read this again tonight. And then, because I felt like indulging myself, I went back and read them all.
There's something at work in your words, my love. Something beyond you. When you hear whisperings deep within, be still and listen, and write what you hear. It doesn't matter if you think you understand or not. On some levels, you do. On others, you don't. Words are music, and music speaks in many languages on many levels.
Just write, and leave the rest to the ears that hear.
where have you got to? i have not seen your face in like 6 and a half or so years! i smelled this girl today who smelled like you...and it made me miss you! do you still go here?
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There's something at work in your words, my love. Something beyond you. When you hear whisperings deep within, be still and listen, and write what you hear. It doesn't matter if you think you understand or not. On some levels, you do. On others, you don't. Words are music, and music speaks in many languages on many levels.
Just write, and leave the rest to the ears that hear.
I love you.
Momzy
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This is truly amazing. I have been contemplating gravity for the past few months, and I love how you have said what has been unsayable to me.
l.z
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