What makes us close is that we cry together. I feel your pain, you feel mine. We chill, console, and laugh at the world together. That's why we're close.
What makes us close, I don't know. I really don't feel all that close. It's more of an official motion. But that motion, in all that it represents, should mean that we, too, can cry and laugh together. We're not close, but I want us to be. I want to cry with you.
Posted by Mark Canlas at February 25, 2003 03:31 PM