Today my friends, is quite the occasion. I have decided to come up for air from the abyssal planes, just momentarily. Today, a few rays of light will be shone upon a lighter topic; lingering.
Concentrated of the past, lots can happen given two months time. Yet for this band of two I happen to know of, those months have only been of the illusion I dare to make out as happiness, or at least what has become of it. In a way, it's almost repairing to know that appreciation and adoration still come around every so often, and isn't just the sickly sweet, expired honey we use to bait the miser lures that still sway in the isolation of the deep. When glances are shared, the moment itself is enclosed in its own tone of hushed voices in rosy cheeks. Because the world is ugly, yet the light I see behind these two's eyes, is enough to power up the next door metropolis for weeks. And just being a spectator, just a mere member in the audience in their theatre is enough so smooth over even the most calloused of hearts.
And so, to these two I wish happiness to the best of my disabled ability, and a very dear two month anniversary. And may their glass always be half full.
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