remember my 'disease' post? well if you have short term memory, it's only 3 entries before this one.
anyway, i forgot to add, that the disease spreads faster and multiples in an amazing speed when that desire has been satisfied longer than one should be able to enjoy. it gets worse. trust me.
almost like how pain morphs out from pleasure, the withdrawal symptoms and syndromes of this disease, when pleasure is prolonged, are more electrifying and spasms are uncontrollable. the desolated, deserted space that it creates becomes colder and deeper. sounds rather awful dont you think?
well, it happened this week. it almost makes you want to stop contentment all together.
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