Strange people, strange days, strange feelingsā¦
I wish you were home, not among that crowd of people⦠When you are in the crowd, you are strange too, far, far away. I wish you were home when I called you. At least I could talk to you about that unbearable lightness of being that is hurting me as hell. I wish you were there helping me out of this chaos.
Sometimes it seems as if I don't know any of them; those whom I have spent my life in the last few months with. Why does everybody seem so strange? Bewildered I am sitting here, and feeble I am since I need your presence right now and you are not here. It's stupid to need someone. 'Need' makes you dependent; 'need' makes you weak. I wish I could get over all this nightmares I am suffering from night and day. I wish the story would end soon.
| Bahareh @ 12:51 PM | July 2, 2003 |
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Hi lady sun. Hope the best for you |