February 18, 2008

age: 25

location: apartment

There are many moments I lie in bed imagining us meeting again – the lights are dimmed, and we are alone, together. I repeat the line in the Broken Social Scene melody that faintly sings “Separation is divine” over and over but honestly, our separation is an uneasy freedom that trumps a burdening reality, at times. Sometimes I convince myself I am free, and other times, I feel that freedom truly. All of which is fine because concrete, absolute emotions are only found in mere moments of our lives. Love, realization, inner-peace all come in a nirvana-reaching sort of experience. Fleeting. It really doesn’t matter much our physical state anyway, we always were and always are and always will be alone. Together.


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