Tuesday, May 10, 2011

The Tallness Of Things






















Falling buildings matter less than you noticing me. Because the world is big. And here, next to you, I am small.

17 comments:

a noiseless patient spider said...

we have to fly over this unimportant tallness of things.

magdalena viktoria said...

oooh, this is such a lovely blog! xx

Anonymous said...

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.

cartographerofyourhair said...

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.

Anonymous said...

Hey, I'm over here. Notice me notice me notice me notice me notice me notice me notice me.

Anonymous said...

I am a mere spec on the great wall that is you...

Anonymous said...

Laughing... Yes, I finally notice you :)Is that really you? Never Mind, I am hallucinating...

<3

Anonymous said...

It was wrong for her to call him. Would it work If I called you? Do I have a name? Do you?

Love, <3

Anonymous said...

I miss you very much. Love :)

Angela said...

wow
wow
wow
wow
now that's powerful!

Anonymous said...

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.

Anonymous said...

yup.

Anonymous said...

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

Anonymous said...

My mind stretches when I read your words
I've missed you

trails_end said...

"Our gratest glory is not in never falling, but in rising every time we fall."

Anonymous said...

Simply put and amazing! <3

Anonymous said...

I love you.