Sunday, May 29, 2011

in your eyes


We expend so much of our efforts on fruitless pursuits. It is hope that drives us. Hope that keeps us coming back. Those fleeting moments that we cling onto. Those fleeting moments that almost erase the pain of all the other moments, where it's so glaringly obvious that it isn't right. Almost. But we are a persistent species, so we keep hoping.

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