Wednesday, November 03, 2010

Reader

I need you, to imagine me, imagine this side of my soul that I present to you here, for I only exist if you do so. I need you, to imagine me, in the most extraordinarily ordinary moments of my life, my private secret moments. I need to, because I never dared to look at myself there...
Be here, with me, at this very moment, and imagine me. Imagine me through my cold spell... Help me survive...