My name is Casey

Like Most Revelations

It is the movement that incites the form,
discovered as a downward rapture--yes,
it is the movement that delights the form,
sustained by its own velocity.And yet

it is the movement that delays the form
while darkness slows and encumbers; in fact
it is the movement that betrays the form,
baffled in such toils of ease, until

it is the movement that deceives the form,
beguiling our attention--we supposed
it is the movement that achieves the form.
Were we mistaken? What does it matter if

it is the movement that negates the form?
Even though we give (give up) ourselves
to this mortal process of continuing,
it is the movement that creates the form.

Richard Howard


You turn to me with frozen lips
Your hands are icy cold
Your eyes burn bright against the frostbit sky
You never seemed more lovely than you do tonight
Pale on the horizon,
Like leaves frozen on the snow
Our two shadows merge inseperably
And time stands still as its pierced with cold

The more I live
The more I know
What's simple is true
I love you

There's a warmth in my heart
That haunts me when you're gone
Mend me to your side,
Never let go
So time knows nothing
We'll never grow cold
The more I live
The more I know
What's simple is true
I love you
Twilight descends on our silhouette
How soon spring comes
How soon spring forgets
I wanna hold time, say it'll never begin
Old man winter, be our friend
Old man winter, be our friend
The more I live
The more I know
What's simple is true
What's simple is true
I love you
I love you

designed by jo naz

Monday, October 04, 2004

 

haha just a few moments ago

Mandy: "Why are you smiling so much?"
Me:"I'm happy"
Mandy:"Why?"
Me:"Because Andrew loves me."
Mandy:"I know he does."
Me:"Yah. And I just remember it sometimes and it makes me happy."

No, it really does. I am really happy.

If it's true than absence makes the heart grow fonder I am going to spend the next two years getting as fond as is at all possible... that way neither of us will ever have to be absent again.

This weekend reminded me a lot of why I love him so much. He's definitely got debater in him; passive actions and sweet notions from many of the boys reminded me of him. But the few cute little things in about a hundred boys do not compare to who he is. He is everything I've ever dreamt of and more and I am deliriously happy. He is heaven sent... and I wouldn't dare forget.

So what is it like to have someone who's figured you out?

I think it's spectacular.

I love that I have someone who will just let me be. It's a human characteristic, i think, to try to change the people around you. They try to brighten your mood, to stop you from crying, to make you do things that are supposedly best for you... I like that he trusts my intelligence and honest enough that he just lets me be how I am at any given moment... and knows that i'll always revert back to my apparently natural state; madly in love with him and brilliantly happy.

I like this. my kitten just got inside and it came to cuddle with me before going to eat. that makes me feel loved.

Do you know who I love?

Of course you do.. At least you sure better...

"::kiss:: that was a great 1ar"

way too cute.

OoOooOh. thunder. cool.

okay. hw now. then clean bedroom. then research on why democracy oppresses minorities.

I love you |7:29 PM