And so I’ll let you go, and let it be. Whatever

Most people talk when they have nothing to say. I’m not talking because I have too much to say. None of which I’d want you to hear.

A relationship ends because you've outgrown it. It can begin again because you, as two, can fill the new shape.

I wish our love was right now.

Then again maybe there's something that I've been doing in the privacy of my own bedroom my whole life that I think is perfectly normal but is actually illegal in thirty-two states.

I know. It's shocking to think that the government would try to stick its nose in our ladyparts.

And now, as I'm lying alone in my own bed, I keep thinking about writhing against him last night, naked and vulnerable. Even after we'd both risen and fallen, peaked and plummeted, even after Marcus was physically shrinking from inside me, I couldn't stop clutching, crying, trying. Trying to pull him deeper, deeper, deeper within. Trying to make him more a part of me than I am myself.