The sporadic episodes of thought and feeling, unfiltered, that I am prone to and need to release.

22.2.10

The Sweet Sorrow

I was listening to the "Wall-E" director commentary the other day. Andrew Stanton was talking about how two people holding hands in public is a big sign of intimacy and comfort. Funnily enough, I had never thought about that. I had thought about holding hands itself, just not in public. Stanton makes sense; one time I was in public with a girl and she held my hand and I wasn't cool with it. I didn't realize why until later: I wasn't really into her.

What I have thought about are three simple words: I miss you. Oh, thought I was going somewhere else with that, weren't you? Take a moment and think about it. It might be something we over look, but that's a powerful feeling, actively feeling less because of the absence of another. To tell that person as much is a very intimate thing. To have it reciprocated? That's very powerful. The first time someone special said that to you, it had a punch, didn't it? I bet it did.

Next time someone says that to me, I'm going to appreciate what's behind those words.

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