Monday, May 14, 2012

Reality killed the dreamer

I have realized that when I sit and think and reminisce about us (together), I am actually remembering who I imagined you to be, not who you truly were. So I guess this is my fault.

Yeah. I'll take responsibility for it this time.

"For 36 minutes I only looked at you when I had to. Because I knew that all it would take is three seconds out of those 36 minutes of us making eye contact for me to see...what I saw before, what I wanted to see - the potential in YOU. The potential in US. Then another three seconds for me to see what you really were. And probably what you still are."
- Excerpt from 36 Minutes, by Abi

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