ooooh what a little moonlight can doooo.... I always feel something when i look up at the moon. tonight she was beautiful in the cold night covered in her wispy white nightgown.
there's good days, bad days and then there was this monday. i miss her so terribly. i make the mistake of tying my happiness to this mystery woman, this anima that colours my dreams. if that is my biggest mistake in life, and i have to pay for it in empty longing, so be it. i refuse to give up my hope...sorry krishnamurti..or sorry paul.
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