so... i hope this doesn't sound strange, but despite not really knowing you, you seem cool and i'd like to hang out sometime. even though we are vagabonds living in different cities, different countries, what is there to lose?

i admit, all i ever want is to be embraced, adored, essential. and is it so wrong of me to want to go where you are, to let you see that i feel for you. there must be a strength in the way you hold onto me. even if just for a whisper, a lie, a blink, it must be something. if it is not, then what is the point of living?

sweet... disposition

in that moment, it was decided. a moment of... we talked about the song. the song was all we could say. our hearts swelled. a dream, a laugh. and i could not even look you in the eyes as we parted. no, it is not better that way. i wish there were more moments to follow, moments frayed into eternal time, space. there was something there.

ah, such a dream. it is difficult not to fall in love every other day. and if i chance to chase you, would you be pleased?

this is the part where you should shut your eyes. this is a series of bad decisions. this is going under the break, sucked back into the wave. echoes of strange voices with robotic tones and throbbing bass lines, darkness and coloured light. i am not too -- for experimentation. i remember what you told me last night, i wish i would have known back then. but its too late now. and its better this way, anyways. sometimes friends are just that.

and now he's gone, and that's good too.

i thought of you* last night, and i wonder if i made a mistake. there would be regret edged into your* memory either way. but i'll see you* again, that i'm sure of.

lose losing lost

adrift.

the better i begin to know myself, the more i have come to realize that i am partially insane.

(you may be right, i may be crazy, but it just might be a lunatic you're looking for...)

embrace what we have been given.

sometimes i wish i could fill in the blanks, the negative spaces and black holes surrounded by memory. fading in/out like some scratchy radio signal in the middle of the desert. i see your face, i know the color of the shirt you were wearing. you were surrounded by darkness and engulfed in sound. i hope you smiled. i hope i didn't say anything too stupid or revealing. i suspect you are too young, but its the summer. lets listen to best coast and watch the sun set over this island. we could hold hands. i could lean my head on your shoulder. we could stretch this moment into an infinite memory.