i think ophelia got it right. There's one night in my life which I call the most profound experience of my life. I was at work, retail, and was a borderline heartbroken man from the unrequieted love whom I worked with for over a year. That night, in a perfect storm of events, I was just ready to surrender to my brain and move on, which was hard to think over, but I wanted my love (who was working with me that night) to kill my misery. All of a sudden, a customer who I saw came in and was going through something like me, something I could recognize only because it was universal, she was hopelessly heartbroken too. Her face was "elegant" and "tired." Still beautiful, with her "wild" eyes.
I beieved I saw her "crime" so easily cuz I was guilty of it too. We were two of a kind, universally speaking. That was 7 years ago.
It's funny what I guy remembers. I'll bet a month hasn't gone by since then when I haven't thought of that young girl.
i think ophelia got it right. There's one night in my life which I call the most profound experience of my life. I was at work, retail, and was a borderline heartbroken man from the unrequieted love whom I worked with for over a year. That night, in a perfect storm of events, I was just ready to surrender to my brain and move on, which was hard to think over, but I wanted my love (who was working with me that night) to kill my misery. All of a sudden, a customer who I saw came in and was going through something like me, something I could recognize only because it was universal, she was hopelessly heartbroken too. Her face was "elegant" and "tired." Still beautiful, with her "wild" eyes. I beieved I saw her "crime" so easily cuz I was guilty of it too. We were two of a kind, universally speaking. That was 7 years ago. It's funny what I guy remembers. I'll bet a month hasn't gone by since then when I haven't thought of that young girl.