purple haze is in my brain

Tuesday, January 31, 2012

purple haze is in my brain

I wonder, what does it feel like to love somebody who you periodically lose, time and time again? Not just to distance, -because that’s hard enough as it is- but to other people, too - strangers on the street, acquaintances at clubs, friends that hover on the thin line between what’s over here and what’s all the way over there. I wonder, what does it feel like to know the person you love is slipping away, but the only way you can get them back is if you sit there silently and wait? Because, oh - god knows, chasing them just makes them run further away. On the days when I’m feeling significantly less selfish than I usually am I spare a thought for these people; I spare a thought for you. Some of us are so lucky in life. Some of us always, always get what we want.