continuum

how am I to continue. living. you've always been a part of my life. I could never. would never. imagine a life without you. like the blood coursing through my veins. like the air I breath. your hand in mine was like a drug to me. you are the drug I need. how am I to continue. in this world. you've always been here. I won't know where to start. stuck in the middle. of the end of us. there's only a past. where I see the image of you. broken glass and lipstick. I continue living. stuck in you.

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[Eloha]

So if we created meaning via shared meaning, we'll never run out of meaning, with all these people! So in a sense, it's a safe bet to create meaning via people, like some renewal resource. The thought that people are replaceable is horrible, but again I sometimes wonder if in a way it is true.

I'm sorry to be morbid, but in breakups I sometimes think of that.

I do get addicted to oxytocin the bonding chemical though.

[Yheela]

I'm an hopeless romantic (in the worst and most hopeless sense of the word), but even I believe in us creating the meaning in everything we think has meaning.
If we want to (have the strength to) we can always replace what we feel is lost.

[Eloha]

Yes I'm a lover of hopeless romantics, maybe that makes me one too.