Some things, my dearest friend, are simple.
But most things--they are not.
Chocolate is simple.
Dim sum? Not so much.
Okay, in all seriousness now.
Be sorry if you want, but I'm not sorry I read this. At all. Honestly it is good to hear from you, whether it be a comment, a short email, you not being a robot, or something like this: a journal entry. You've been busy, busy, I see.
I don't know what happened between you and Lisa. I probably will never know. I remember only that you had feelings for her. And I remember feeling happy for you about it. But I don't have many details on that. I sort of drop in and out of the world's scope, I've noticed. And people miss me. But then, few of them get close to me again.
I might pursue them, but I can tell when they don't want to try and take it back to the level it was. Maybe it's because things simply can't be the way they used to be. That's probably the case. But you still have the memories, right? Memories that become set in your mind. They are forever encased in precious stone, possibly dribbled with flower petals or some other meaningful thing.
At any rate, I can relate to this entry, very well and from multiple directions. I really wish things were simpler too. But then, part of the beauty of life and of people are all their complexities. Beauty can be found in simple things. But it can also be found, and often is, in things that aren't so simple.
I hope everything works out all right with your Azulita. Whatever may happen. I also hope you have the courage to tell Dacy what you may not want to, but realize you must. If you falter, know that it doesn't make you any less of a person.
Glad you feel a bit better.
I wish you luck, my dragon friend.
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