lux aeterna

It’s only these moments where I can actually sense the feeling of love I had for you again. These dream-moments that splash into my life ever so often and fill my heart and head with nonsense. But these are the times that it really hurts. When I remember what it felt like to have that draw, that intensity and that dependence on another person. I despise that feeling when it involves you, now. I hate who you are, now. I want someone better.