11.28.2001 || 23h39

desires

I don't even know how to articulate what I want, sometimes. maybe I don't even really know what it is. I know how it feels, all warm and content and wonderful; I don't know how it sounds; I don't know what colour it is, its taste eludes me completely. I'm not good enough with words to describe it, and my mind is to mundane to even really shape it.

I know it's a desire that keeps me snuzzled at bedtime and sits on my shoulder all day.

I know that I may never attain it.

And that I might attain it soon.



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