i too have felt that pain. though it's been years (many), i still miss his lingering scent. i still miss the newness of it, i still miss the false belief that i was something. now, it's only an empty frame, the image in my mind faded, disintegrated. first loves, true loves, they don't always coincide. i'm only very rarely sorry that it ended.
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Date: 2003-12-02 08:23 am (UTC)that's the thing.
i too have felt that pain. though it's been years (many), i still miss his lingering scent. i still miss the newness of it, i still miss the false belief that i was something. now, it's only an empty frame, the image in my mind faded, disintegrated. first loves, true loves, they don't always coincide. i'm only very rarely sorry that it ended.