Friday, July 29, 2011

Empty spaces

The house is empty and silent, a handwritten note on the dining room table: I'm going to New York over the weekend, there's food in the fridge.

Luckily, there's also a large amount of alcohol in the liquor cabinet and a set of Chanel dresses from 1974 in the closet. It sounds and smells like a Friday night. If only S were here, we'd have pillow fights in our underwear (like girls do) and drink all our stupid problems away. Her being away is like a constant phantom pain in my amputated heart. I try to fill the void with other people but no one is as close to me as she is.

No one is as close.

21 comments:

  1. You're so funny! I don't know if you were trying to be, but the first part of the second paragraph was a great humorous contrast to the first. Have fun this weekend, lovely girl ;)

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  2. I’m a really old guy, but I’ve just discovered that my emptiness might have been filled with feelings that were just too painful to be confronted at the time. Is the emptiness worth it?
    Oh, and I love you. Dr. Bob.

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  3. But even so, I do hope someone is there beside you... and maybe (just maybe) that someone can fill even one thirds of that empty space.

    Love you Avy!

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  4. One can have only few very close friends. One maybe two. I have two people in my life that mean everything to me and if i don't hear from them or they are not around it is the same feeling you wrote. Just emptyness and loneliness.

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  5. Lovely post.
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  6. amazing pics!! and lovely text! hope you follow my fashion blog! i follow you too!
    xoxo from spain
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  7. Thank you for commenting to my blog.
    Your blog is wonderful!

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  8. I am always amazed by the way you speak through words typed here. Seems like both of you (you and S) are so close. I also have some super-best-friends and they become such a great listened when I feel down.

    xoxo,
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  9. Nice post! Nice pic!
    Awesome!

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  10. I love your blog and love to read it u are amazing

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  11. lovely (:
    i know your description .. .

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  12. Very psychological photo . Amazing

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  13. amputated heart, wow! great word usage. it's sad when a best friend is somewhere else.

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  14. "and drink all our stupid problems away. Her being away is like a constant phantom pain in my amputated heart."

    ..that's brilliant!

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