the room glowed. with the dying light of the candles, and with the sounds of soft sweet voices. and i looked around, and felt so many things. the feeling of loss. of jealously for the coming years. and the indescribable feeling of sorrow at the amazing joy of all those faces, because i can't hold it forever, because its so overwhelmingly precious to me that it hurts me, and because i'll never replace any of this with anything better. the lights went out, and the glow remained, around your bodies: like angels.
you are all so beautiful. and i will miss you.
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