because without a moment’s notice, he might just slip away.
It didn’t come with my layout, I just made it on my own - I put the two pictures together then uploaded it as one photo onto my layout html.
The artistry of some men have always seemed to allure me in one way or another. The way they simply pick up a pencil and draw their emotions away on a blank canvas. Except their mind, creating an entirely new field of vision is the least bit blank. It’s their ability to make something out of nothing.. but that something being the closest thing to reality, that reality can possibly get. It takes patience, and a keen eye for the aesthetic. They see life in a different perspective, one much different from mine, to say the least - and that is the kind of boy I like. One that can not just open up new doors for me, but create them along the way with the work of his hand. If he can picture beauty, transcribe it onto a piece of paper, and sketch it to perfection, you know he’s got a rare gift. He’s a keeper.
It’s what we all want, in the end,
to be held, merely to be held,
to be kissed (not necessarily with the lips, for every touching is a kind of kiss.)
Yet, it’s what we all want, in the end,
not to be worshipped, not to be admired, not to be famous, not to be feared,
not even to be loved, but simply to be held.
- Alden Nowlan “ He Sits Down on the Floor of a School for the Retarded”
- Me: I've always wanted to hang a dream catcher above my bed.
- Jomel: Well, I don't need one because I already caught you.