- being inside of fog
- when people look at you in the eyes the entire time they are saying your name
- when the stranger you smiled at smiles back even happier than you
- when the sun hits you and your skin gets that unraveling feeling
It’s ok. I can breathe. Because we’ve known each other for so long, but we don’t really know each other… shared skin and no shared secrets, once every several years — me telling you my life story as it unfolds, you telling me nothing. My giving, without even trying. Effortless. I give you everything — my nonexistent trust, my last benefit of the doubt. The truth is, there is no possible way — there is no possible way I love you. So you’re safe. There is no monster in the dark.
I don’t love you. I don’t love you. I don’t love you. That is my mantra. It’s all I have.