Post by Simply_Uneque on Mar 30, 2004 9:25:53 GMT -5
You always have one bad apple in the bunch!!!
Glad it went well though.
Today I begin to understand what love must be, if it exists.... When we are parted, we each feel the lack of the other half of ourselves. We are incomplete like a book in two volumes of which the first has been lost. That is what I imagine love to be: incompleteness in absence.