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i don't wanna forget this moment.
i want to never forget how i feel right now, recently, for some time now, right now. i never ever want to forget it. i don't think i ever will. it's tattooed with something stronger than ink. inside.
my heart's like a necklace made of gummybears, like a whisper, full like the moon, strong like i didn't know it could be, expanding by the hour so i can fit all this love etc invading every pore. every wish every aspiration, every useless collected thought, cada apretoncito de su mano en mi mano, suave pero firme, cada cerrar los ojos para abrirlos en otro lugar cada vez que estoy ahi. a veces no entiende mis distancias. creo que yo misma no las se ni medir. saberse amada, saberse feliz. me cuesta a veces saber que solo tengo que disfrutarlo, que no tengo que hacer nada. que esta ahi. for me to take, use, break, love, enjoy. i don't wanna forget now. the way we are is the way we were and will be. and i can only be sure about now. so right now, i dont wanna forget this exact moment.
i want to never forget how i feel right now, recently, for some time now, right now. i never ever want to forget it. i don't think i ever will. it's tattooed with something stronger than ink. inside.
my heart's like a necklace made of gummybears, like a whisper, full like the moon, strong like i didn't know it could be, expanding by the hour so i can fit all this love etc invading every pore. every wish every aspiration, every useless collected thought, cada apretoncito de su mano en mi mano, suave pero firme, cada cerrar los ojos para abrirlos en otro lugar cada vez que estoy ahi. a veces no entiende mis distancias. creo que yo misma no las se ni medir. saberse amada, saberse feliz. me cuesta a veces saber que solo tengo que disfrutarlo, que no tengo que hacer nada. que esta ahi. for me to take, use, break, love, enjoy. i don't wanna forget now. the way we are is the way we were and will be. and i can only be sure about now. so right now, i dont wanna forget this exact moment.
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" ...This was the final lesson, the one that all the others had prepared him for.
To touch and feel each thing in the world, to know it by sight and by name and then to know it with your eyes closed so that when something is gone, it can be recognized by the shape of its absence. So that you can continue to possess the lost, because absence is the only constant thing.
Because you can get free of everything except the space where things have been. "
-- 'a man walks into a room', nicole krauss
You'll never forget.
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