As i write this, I listen to an mp3... the mp3, a piece of semi-classical music by moby (god moving over the face of...), the end music to the film Heat... one of my favourite films at the moment....

the film has something about it.. the way it takes its time in showing a scene, one that is so filled with detail that a casual glance would miss... the background music simply melting the sky of ur viewing away...

as I watch two people fall in love I wander to myself... "will I ever feel that... the feeling of being complete" and I tell myself perhaps... because how can we possible know...

I roll up the blinds in my room and slide open the windows... the warm, fresh air hits me and I shudder for a second as my body is not used to it.. then I take a deep longing breath... longing because my heart hurts...

something is wrong, there is a piece missing from my soul... something so important, I feel it every day...

that something turns into a tangible form... that something turns into someone... somebody... a soul that can compliment mine and make me complete...

but soul mates are few and far between...

im loosing mine in a battle my soul cannot win...

because the soul mate is destroying my soul...

but I love her...