March 21, 2013
I am in a room full of chattering people. Different voices and languages. Varied emotions and nuances. If I close my eyes I can make out your voice in my head and isolate it. You will tell me of the gorgeous sunset, the wispy clouds. You will ask me to close my eyes and listen to you laugh. You will hold my attention and never let it go, I will keep my eyes closed but go on looking at you. In my head you are smiling and I will decide that that is the most beautiful thing I ever saw.