And confusion
sets in….

evey time i see you my heart breaks because i know that when that moment is over, all i will have is the memory. all i want is the moment.

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  1. The moment, the memory… are they really so different? In one there is desperation, in the other there is longing… I feel waves of it sometimes too, when I’m visiting, when I feel at home with a friend, when I think love or infatuation or something similar is knocking on my heart’s door.Is this what it is to feel obsessed?-L

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