Actually, you said Love, for you, is larger than the usual romantic love. Itโs like a religion. Itโs terrifying. No one will ever want to sleep with you.
Richard SikenYou wanted happiness, I canโt blame you for that, and maybe a mouth sounds idiotic when it blathers on about joy but tell me you love this, tell me youโre not miserable.
Richard SikenThis is where the evening splits in half, Henry, love or death. Grab an end, pull hard, and make a wish.
Richard SikenYou're trying not to tell him you love him, and you're trying to choke down the feeling, and you're trembling, but he reaches over and he touches you, like a prayer for which no words exist, and you feel your heart taking root in your body, like you've discovered something you don't even have a name for.
Richard Siken