Saturday, February 5, 2011

Of the Ineffable & Incomprehensible

            There are moments between people that I’ll witness – a hand held, a furtive caress, a shared look– and I’ll wonder what that is. Sometimes I feel I’ll always be an outsider looking in, a voyeur to a closeness that I’ll never understand, a spectator to intimacy that is so genuine it is palpable, so real it is incapable of being trivialized. Any affection that I have ever felt for anyone so far in my life seems pallid and petty in comparison.

            Have you ever felt this way?   

Portishead - Glory box by Fixed46


  1. I feel that way more often than I would have liked. I feel so dissociate from others most of the time on that deep, intimate level. I'm glad I'm not the only one who've felt this. hehehe.

  2. i just look on with regret. because i used to have that but i threw it away.

  3. I do. And then I wonder why nobody else around can see those things.

  4. I used to feel that way, until I fell in love myself. And then I feel happy for those fools for what can be the greatest times of their lives.

  5. Funny thing for me is I experienced it firsthand before I noticed it in other people so I understood. That doesn't make me less of a voyeur though. I have seen - and watched - intimacy in places where the sun don't shine.

    I love the Portishead song.