Musing

A stolen glance. Shifted perspective. And loss.

In which I realize some things about how I’m crazy, revisiting ancient wounds of loss.

The excitement – and terror – of getting to know you.

I fall in love too easily. I fall in love too fast.

Answer me! Quick!

Most people would never have engaged in monogamy if they had never heard monogamy spoken of.

I like the power that comes from being idealized.

I want you thinking of me, always.

“We are never unfaithful, we are just sometimes faithful in ways we don’t like.”

In which I, maybe?, get caught stealing an unwelcome glance.