IRC-Galleria

...more than what I am now, more than love found, more than life lost, more than those who hurt me most, more than my dreams, more than comfortable, more than my hypocrisy, more than my addictions, more than the darkest secrets that are slowly drowning me, more than our struggle, more than always running away, more than the fear that keeps me from leaving, more than religion, more than the religious, more than loneliness, more than my defeat, more than the way my heart pounds when she is near, more than the changing seasons, more than their admiration, more than respect, more than their disapproval, more than what I've worked for, more than what I have found, more than the emptiness, more than guilt, more than each other, more than her smile, more than the shame that never lets go, more than being haunted by my wrongs, more than the new, more than I know, more than goodbye, more than the promises that he'd change, more than our futile efforts to forgive, more than all the tears shed, more than the love that always seems to fade, more than our frailty, more than disease, more than visiting hours, more than her last words, more than they ever thought i could be, more than the love i gave away too quickly, more than the love i held onto for far too long, more than the lies i believed, more than the fields of saigon, more than the machetes of kigali, more than the towers of manhattan, more than the cages of auschwitz, more than our innocence, more than the glimpses of beauty that call us home, more than all the ways we love and hope and bleed and hate and strive...