I Can't Pretend To Know What Love

Detachment, N. Even When I Detach, I Care. You Can Be Separate From A Thing And Still Care About It.

Yes, Time Can Be Buoyed By Wordlessness, But It Needs To Be Anchored In Words.

It Won't Be A Normal Life-i Know That. But It Will Be A Life. A Life Together.

If This Continues, If This Goes On, Then When I Die, Your Memories Of Me Will Be My Greatest Accomplishment. You Memories Will Be My Most Lasting Impressions.

What A Strange Phrase — –not Seeing Other People. As If It’s Been Constructed To Be A Lie. We See Other People All The Time. The Question Is What We Do About It.