ben's interweb

[Ed: Morelia sent this...]

I came across a poem [...], earlier in the week, that I might have wanted to send to Ben's Web, but I don't have the right source of it. I'll transcript.

"I'd like to think that
somewhere in another universe
you walk into a museum
and stand next to me
as we both admire
the same painting
when i turn to you and smile
you smile back and say
hello"

or

"in my mind, i'm making you pasta and nothing ever bad happened to us"

I am sorry. I need to stop writing. It's a bit too much. My heart is breaking all over again.

love,More.

[¡Que haya luz! Kerenza ha yeghes da! Dad/Andrew x]

[Email from Luke:]

This speaks to me a lot

"in my mind, i'm making you pasta and nothing ever bad happened to us"