- Love must kiss that mortal's eyes
Who hopes to see fair Arcady.
No gold can but you entrace there;
But beggared Love may go all bare
No wisdom won with weariness;
But Love goes in with Folly's dress
No fame that wit could ever win;
But only Love may lead Love in.
Henry Cuyler Bunner (1855-1896)
Last night, I totally felt like I was literally living in or passing through hell, if not already put there deliberately.
{...suddenly nothing}*
I don't quite understand the differences between the realm of bf-gf relationship and us being that "special friend". It seems that she is the only one who knows where to draw that crystal clear line that distinguishes the two realms. Because I know I don't. The things that we do, say, talk, speak, feel, etc. are not entirely different to what couples who calls themselves bf-gf would do.
*The rest of the story is ONLY available by request. Email me.
The world is enormous;
My surroundings are amazing beyond descriptions;
My life occupies that little part of the enormity;
and for those of you who are unable to experience;
what my eyes sees, this is the place where I dump;
what my eyes explains to my brain.
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