in the name of...or summoning the dead

i have no idea why i do it to myself everytime.
i took a peek at a former friend's blog just to see if he was still alive. he is.
i'm not entirely sure, however, if i am happy about that or not...not that i wish him a literal death. just the kind that makes it hard for him to want to live.=)
why do i keep going back that blog?
i don't know.
i can't say.

considering...

considering that love

moves at the speed of
the peculiar beat of a heart
we are refugees in our own land
wailing at walls in a house
where stretching shadows
fill corners to the brim
and considering the way
my heart wrapped itself
around you
it's no wonder we lost ourselves
but however lost
we must remember
it's love that keeps
hope so fragile
that in fear
we lock it away
until that one calls you
by your own true name
shaking free
that one bright, shining and
forgotten thing:
ourselves