Falling buildings matter less than you noticing me. Because the world is big. And here, next to you, I am small.
Tuesday, May 10, 2011
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16 comments:
we have to fly over this unimportant tallness of things.
oooh, this is such a lovely blog! xx
I wonder what you're like. It's not fair to make so many people fall in love with you because of your words.
I go on here every single day hoping you wrote something new.
You give every one of my days a small spark of joy.
It's nice.
to me, you are the very grandest of things. how you could ever imagine yourself to be small is astounding. the buildings may crumble around me, but it's you i'm missing.
Hey, I'm over here. Notice me notice me notice me notice me notice me notice me notice me.
I am a mere spec on the great wall that is you...
Laughing... Yes, I finally notice you :)Is that really you? Never Mind, I am hallucinating...
<3
It was wrong for her to call him. Would it work If I called you? Do I have a name? Do you?
Love, <3
I miss you very much. Love :)
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now that's powerful!
This applies to me so much right now that I feel like you, indeed, wrote this for me. I felt it pierce to my heart.
Noticing you is the majority of what I do. Gladly.
(And I'm really good at it because I'm passionate about it.)
:-) <3 XO
My mind stretches when I read your words
I've missed you
"Our gratest glory is not in never falling, but in rising every time we fall."
Simply put and amazing! <3
I love you.
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