You used to say it is here and i for one had believed you. Naive and simple, yes, but not stupid. Now i no longer hold onto the illusive phantom i dared call hope. No, now i look at realness of it all. Then it dawned upon me, what is reality without the need for something to look upon and say "yes i want it." Some where along the road things became faint and were lost in translation. But i shall fight to my last breath to attain you at last once more.
November 17, 2009