Wednesday, May 27, 2009
The Fade To Nothing
As you drift further into the past, my memory of you fractures and splinters until all I can clearly remember is not a picture but a feeling.
Written by Me at 11:46 PM
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I turn 21 today and there's no way you could no how much this means to me, especially on this day...
I know u hear this a lot, but thank you iain.
Thank you and Happy Birthday Selah :)
I return home two and a half weeks later and every single thing you wrote for me can be placed at a certain point in time.
Thank you again.
this is beautiful and it rings so true to me, thank you so much
i love you <3
Somehow.. the feelings sucks more than the picture.
Well let's hope it's a good one, at any rate (:
I made a stranger looked at me strangely because I said her hair is pretty.
It was just a compliment because her hair does looked pretty.
She doesn't take compliments well, I presumed.
Hi. I've been a silent reader.
I am not silent, no more. :)
I love this. And it is so true. Though sometimes the feelings come back even worse than the picture.
I wasn't much to look at anyways. =/
I pray the feeling you're left with is a positive one.
Iain your timing is perfect, seriously.I had a dream of him last night after a long time in which his face looked completely different,a face I had never seen.The feelings were the same though.And that was how I knew it was him.
thank you :)
For me that feeling is frustration and want, all rolled in together.
the words on your blog has always left a deep impact and got me thinking about many things.
today's post, it reminded me of someone i lost and all's left are memories. it's quite scary that one day, everything might fade to nothingness...
I can't wait until the feeling fades as well
there was a time when you made my breath catch whenever you got close. when you would touch me shivers would run through my entire body. you're smile made my heart squeeze. i loved you so much it made me hurt sometimes.
but we fought. and now when i think of you too much my eyes sting. my stomach hurts at the loss i feel. i always think of you. not too much, but you're always there. always.
Dan. I'm so glad I got to read that. It makes me feel less alone. My eyes sting too.
It's the other way around. What remains is the picture. The sound, the touch, the smell fade away. The image stays.
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