thursday girl

and when one of them meets with his other half, the actual half of himself…the pair are lost in an amazement of love and friendship and intimacy, and one will not be out of the other’s sight, as i may say, even for a moment: these are the people who pass their whole lives together; yet they could not explain what they desire of one another. for the intense yearning which each of them has towards the other does not appear to be the desire of lover’s intercourse, but of something else which the soul of either evidently desires and cannot tell, and of which she has only a dark and doubtful presentiment.

now that i am with her, i can’t imagine being without her. i can’t imagine being who i was before. i don’t want to. these days my life is perfect. i like sharing my lunch with her. i like her massaging my hands while we watch television. i like listening to her uneven singing while she potters around the kitchen. school is better. my life at home us better. she came along and made it all better. i want to tell her that i love her.

what i feel for you is..everything