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Saturday, June 07, 2003i've got 5 boxes on the bottom of my screen, weezer in my head, and maggie on my mind. the sun just set, but i missed it-a pity, i really like watching the sunsets here. i know the days where i can simply walk outside my door and watch the orange-marmalade skys deepen into our soft blue-velvet nights are numbered. no matter, i'll regret it later.i want to dance. wrap my arms around maggie, the both of us swaying to some imaginary beat. no need for music-a heartbeat will do. share one between us, dancing to the same music. theres something so utterly sad about holding a person that close. you see, they rest their head on your shoulder, and you in turn rest your head on theirs. thus, this system of irony is created. you have in your arms a loved one, and from the strength and feeling of this embrace you know that they care for you. but you can't see them, because they are so close to you that you can only see over their shoulder. you can feel the passion, but you can't see it. ah, how true. now insecurity can come into play. if you can't see it, how exactly do you know it's there? well, you feel it of course. then again, what if they don't feel anything in this embrace, what if they're staring off into space thinking about something else. you don't know, you can't see them, you can't read their expression! does it still exist if only one of you can feel it? damnit can they feel this? how can i possibly know for certain if they love me? if only i could see them... the whole while they are holding you so tight, their eyes closed and a tear sprouting from their eye, running down the course of their cheek, and rests in the crook of their smile. i want a HUG.
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