an exchange of loss.
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
listening to: summer love - justin timberlake
how do you mourn the loss of something, when you don't know what it is you've lost, when you lost it and how? and isn't it even more befuddling when there's nothing you can point a finger to, in blame?
it's like looking in a mirror, to find nothing and then realising that you've forgotten what you look like in the first place.
i can't call this feeling a vacuum, for it isn't emptiness, but a feeling of loss none the same.
posted @ 21:46
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