Joy defies memory, and without the occasional infusion, you don't know what to trust. I seriously doubt whether my heart ever resonated to that secret song, whether the world ever seemed so momentarily, inestimably brighter. Whether I ever truly cried in deep sorrow. Whether I ever experienced anything. Whether I ever truly dreamed that I could fly. The memories seem so pale, and I cannot distinguish them from things that I read in books, from scenes in movies. From stories told by friends.
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