Monday, December 7

alice i watched the Louis Bunuel film called Tristana yesterday. i always think of you more after i have done something i can imagine doing together with you. and now when all is set and you have left possible for good i miss you in a way i couldn't have meant when i wrote it earlier. but you knew that. and i notice that you must have found a way of giving up on me. or that the meeting wasnt as you hoped it would be. so it gave you a reason to not look back. a.