Saturday, June 17, 2006
the 600th post.
and it will come with a 'mush' alert attached to it. wanyi, you have been warned.
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sometimes i find it hard to believe, how we got here. sometimes i try to think back to and remember canada, and how things were different, or how similar.
some differences are tangible, like the weather and the space, or even the realisation tt sinuses don't run in dry canadian air, no matter how cold it gets.
yet others are more intanglble; feelings tt you can't really describe or explain.
the rockies feel like another life, and canada like a dreamscape. we went to sleep and we woke up and nothing has changed.
except tt we went to canada with other people and we came back with each other.
i'm not very sure how the logistics worked. how it could be tt i went to canada not knowing or caring who you were... and coming back with the realisation tt you mean the world to me.
and the realisation is powerful in a very scary way. i amaze myself in how much i let you affect me, in how vulnerable i am to you. i amaze myself in what courage wanting to be with you gives me, and how you have kept me strong when i would otherwise have crumbled and given in to the pressure.
i don't know how we got here. i don't know where we might go from here. it's too soon to envision a future, but i seem to like what might be offered. i love the lulls and the moments of excitement, in the crazy things and the extents tt we are both willing to go with each other.
the hurts, hurt, but the joy you bring me makes being without you a strange and alien thing. i feel stupid when i am with you, with the childlike wonder of a 5 year old, but innately i know where we stand with each other. and if i haven't said so enough, i'll say it now. i'm not religious or devout, but if there is one thing tt i do thank God for, it is this. i thank Him for you, and for bringing you into my life.
i trust you, i need you, and i love you.
now playing: hotel costes - cafe de flor
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sometimes i find it hard to believe, how we got here. sometimes i try to think back to and remember canada, and how things were different, or how similar.
some differences are tangible, like the weather and the space, or even the realisation tt sinuses don't run in dry canadian air, no matter how cold it gets.
yet others are more intanglble; feelings tt you can't really describe or explain.
the rockies feel like another life, and canada like a dreamscape. we went to sleep and we woke up and nothing has changed.
except tt we went to canada with other people and we came back with each other.
i'm not very sure how the logistics worked. how it could be tt i went to canada not knowing or caring who you were... and coming back with the realisation tt you mean the world to me.
and the realisation is powerful in a very scary way. i amaze myself in how much i let you affect me, in how vulnerable i am to you. i amaze myself in what courage wanting to be with you gives me, and how you have kept me strong when i would otherwise have crumbled and given in to the pressure.
i don't know how we got here. i don't know where we might go from here. it's too soon to envision a future, but i seem to like what might be offered. i love the lulls and the moments of excitement, in the crazy things and the extents tt we are both willing to go with each other.
the hurts, hurt, but the joy you bring me makes being without you a strange and alien thing. i feel stupid when i am with you, with the childlike wonder of a 5 year old, but innately i know where we stand with each other. and if i haven't said so enough, i'll say it now. i'm not religious or devout, but if there is one thing tt i do thank God for, it is this. i thank Him for you, and for bringing you into my life.
i trust you, i need you, and i love you.
# posted by Kitana @ 6/17/2006 02:25:00 AM 
