I am not the same.

I love you, I hate you, I never wanted you, I'll never let you goI can't wait to bless that lens with the image of you. Forget the off switch, it will be left on so the batteries can dry out… you'll be the last thing photographed.And as I die, you'll be the last thing in my minds eye.For my camera gives me my true sight.My back is pressed to the grass and my stomach is against the sky. There's a...
September 13th, 2009 at 03:06am