Sometimes when I watch you, you seem like the same person that I once knew and watched from a distance, but
never able to do more than I ever would. Looking at you, I feel again I am starving in your mystery so far away and
some kind of helplessness and then I remember - I know you love me, I know you do. Sometimes when I listen to
your fearless voice it's the voice I once heard. I want to know you, and understand you, more than I think I do to keep
the wonder the moment you seem like a stranger to my heart and me. And all at once in an instant I see you perfected
again, though you've never changed. Please remember when you ever think of me.
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