dolorous interludes.

Can i square the circle eventually?

today marks our first year. one year. one whole year, and how much has changed indeed. holding his motionless hand felt almost like the state of our relationship: you hold on but feel as if therein lies only emptiness.

a tradeoff between stability and wild passion there is. the consistent, committed, and the most genuine are oft the most stable; the fire of meteorite passion, sweet charm and landscaped braille, exist only in the most unreliable and your typical massive heart breaker. today however, i sought refuge in the predicatable and monotonous; in His arms i shall be safe, and be saved, hopefully.

posted by voyeur @ 10/14/2003 09:30:00 PM