I love the sound of skin on skin. swish, like curtains opening for a
grand play. I only just found out that today is always today, tomorrow
never gets here. hold my hand under the table. please don't be shy.
I like you, isn't that enough?
you make me calm like saturday morning cartoons and not having any
homework. I miss things that never were. I don't remember how to be
unhappy anymore, even though I know I've been the queen of it. I don't
cry about the universe anymore, even though I probably should.