does anything have to fade? do we have to drift and die and never know each other again? i miss all of you. you being everyone from high school who struck my fancy and to whose fancy i also did some striking. i think we were more perfect then. i think we our hearts were a little less cracked. i think we climbed each other to reach better heights. i spend too much time letting myself be dragged from my perch. and somehow i've managed to distance myself from that part of me that never wanted that to happen. let's try that free form thought flow.:::::

some songs heal my heart in the same way that they can also shatter it across your floor. love making is bittersweet. if you've got something to say, spit it out and clean it up. or just keep silent, even though nothing hurts me more than lack of communication. i want to touch your skin and know that it's real. i want you to tell me i'm as beautiful as i know you are. i want to be near your heart because you're dear to mine. i just want. to be healed by your touch. because each time your hand grazes my skin i'm revived a little inside and with each embrace i'm lifted beyond our selves. i love who you are and who i become around you. i like that i'm happy with you in my life. so never leave. and we can never hurt again.

--Dylan "My Heart Is My Own" McLachlan