Someday

I want to tell her not to worry about the future. What matters is now. But I also know that thinking like this got us to the wrong place last time

Love may change forms, but it never goes away. Love allows you to pick up where you left off. Absence borrows time, but love owns it

We went on for more than a year, in that strange space that was romantic but not dating, essential but not best friends, tied to each other but not tied to any physical space. We thrived there, and both felt we should want more

Our bodies recognizing the thing our minds and hearts already had

The past means nothing to me.
I erase it wherever I go

To love and be loved is to leave traces of permanence across an otherwise careless world

I cannot believe I am hearing her voice

Sometimes you’re a memory that I’m not really sure happened

I have so much to say, so I try to say it all. I have so much to feel, so I try to feel it all at once. I have so much to do, so I must try to do it

We were never a part of the shareable present, so we are not a part of the shareable past