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
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