this is mid myspace message -
“i do agree that is an aspect of love, but that isn’t in my hands. i’m the cold one, i’m the low. I’m in need of warmth. Warmth is something that isn’t predefined by heat, or passion. To me, it’s something more, it’s familiarity and memories, it’s the head on my chest, the heartbeat I can feel.
Without it, this coldness, it’s very despairing.”
i need that back.
