i know you need time.
but remember: every moment is precious.
memory that i do not want to erase:
laying low in the desert: midnight, cradled on the dirt floor looking up at the moon. "future vessel" playing in my ears. the blue moon, the black sky, the white stars, the dark blue and brown mountains, and dark brown sand, and i lay there and think about you. and how i wish you were here. my fantasy. my wish. my heart and yours. never forget. never ever.