for some reason we narrow down all our emotions to fit into
sad emotions and
i think instead we should narrow them down to fulfilled ones and emptiness ones.
that says more.
all sadness is emptiness.
all happiness is fulfillment.
this weekend was full of things that filled my life with fullness and happiness.
things like late night conversations with my favorite boys
and falling asleep ...
in a white room in one tiny bed with a huge window for the headboard,
a window that looked out on a river.
with lights on the other side.
...propped on our elbows and watching the four am yellow thumb nail of a moon sitting on top of the oposite shore's trees and buildings.
and feeling terrified and small in a world where everything could be anylized and conversed into nothing.
a feeling that would have been overpowering and lonley and empty if we had discovered it alone.
but one that made us feel like one complete person made of three individual ones... because we had discovered it together.
and in the morning.
the friend i left behind felt like an empty place.
and that place is sad and empty now.
i dont know what to do.
i want everyone to stop being sad.
and everyone to stop being vague.
and i want me and everyone i know and love to feel like one person made of everyone
in this huge scary world where discoveries are terrifying when you make them alone.
and perfect and ecstatic when you make them together.