I am going through a phase. I presume its a phase as I havent gone through this repetitive behaviour before, and I can only presume that (like everything else) it wont last. I am replaying parts of the relationship we once had. I am standing or sitting by myself, and I remember years ago when I was so into us, as we. Apart from the twisted and confused me, I thought we were really fine. The memory is there, it is one of many, us having coffee in Italy, us driving home to Belfast from Bangor, and in each of them, I am standing over the two of us and Im looking at you, and Im whispering beneath the noise of the conversation, I love you, I love you, I love you.
You see when we were breaking up it was so hard because no matter how hard I tried to convince you that I was really in love with you, you didnt believe me, or didnt want to believe me because you had moved on, and I couldnt blame you for that then and I still dont. But Im still here, and I still love you, and I always will.
photography by Raymond McCarron
music by Tom Waits - Home I'll never be
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