Friday, December 7, 2012

The Ties That Bind Memory and Time

Both        and         are having a bad time. To get their minds off of it, I asked (texted) what their favorite memory is. The importance of this isn't what they said, but what I decided my favorite memory is is.

I remember a night. I remember sitting with        at her piano. We both played "Scarborough Fair." I started to sing for her. She began singing, too. Her voice was so beautiful. We were so beautiful. And I have never felt more connected to anyone than with her at that moment.

(November 4, 2010)

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P.S.: I feel bad that I can't come up with significant happy moments. It should be noted that I enjoy myself anytime I hang out with Alex. So I can't think of anything other than that... (12/6/12)

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