Thursday, September 23, 2010

wishful thinking.


Revisiting our memories through photographs reawakens the haunting grief that echoes in this hollow heart of mine.


Oh how I long to see you again, 
to feel the warmth of your smile, 
the touch of your hand that reaches to my heart, 
the smell of your cologne that makes my heart skip a beat every now and then 
and the sound of your affectionate voice that soothes my soul.


Nay.


How I long to just believe that you never really left.


"We are alone in this dark world, but less so when together."


- image and caption by Daniel B. Neill

((photograph edited by Vineeta; colors modified)


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