a thought.

[xxvenialsinsxx]

Its strange how when you marvel at the beauty of a star, its already gone. Already dead. And so there you are loving something that doesn't exist, marveling in the image of a falsehood. Loving the memory of what it was. People are like that too. In their absence, love remains. In their absence, they leave their stardust glowing to light the empty

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[special_death]

i wish i didnt understand this all too well right now.

i miss you and i want to come home and i want you to come home.

[xxvenialsinsxx]

touche. really, touche.

[tomc588]

Actually when you look at a star, there is a possibility that the start might have gone nova already but it does not make the light and shine from it any less real.

[xxvenialsinsxx]

thanks tommy.
good thing its a metaphor.

[endleslywaiting]

Kelsy Barry, you are a rockstar.

Love, Jami

[xxvenialsinsxx]

:)
thanks doll.