"Life is happiness and unhappiness. Life is day and night, life is life and death. You have to be aware of both." — Osho
Sunday, November 28, 2010
I'm trying to deny the truth, but I can't... he'll be leaving soon. Soon he'll be gone... these are our "lasts" for a while. Will these memories be enough to hold us for the long span in between? Are there enough kisses, caresses, or sweet words? Can I hold him tight enough? Will my memorization of his face, smell, or voice be good enough?