Neruda
“Love is so short, forgetting is so long”
You catch me at the strangest moments. When I’m brushing my teeth before going to bed, or mid-laugh at the Hill. Nothing really reminds me of you – not even the things that should. You are absent when I’m dancing, I am alone when I am lying in bed – you do not strike me when I am running, (red shorts, no socks) through the Gardens. It’s as if I am forgoing the pain of remembering you, by selectively forgetting you. And in selectively remembering you – I’m caught too off-guard to really punctuate the thought with any grief. Its all the small blessings I guess.
MMM said,
May 10, 2006 at 9:29 am
ankle high socks considered cool or geeky already ? Need opinion from someone a generation away….The stink from no socks too much a price to pay afterward , no ? Causes hippocampus issues all over again….
nehasood said,
May 10, 2006 at 12:17 pm
Very, very geeky
And no stink – its all about the odor-aborbing insoles …
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