Sunday, May 3, 2009


You know I am talking to you directly.

You know I love you just as you are. I don't want you to change or become my image of you. You are what I have snagged on. Just you. No amendments. Sometimes I make it difficult for you to know this because I am skipping from thought to thought. The real world is sinking and I am drowning here alone without something solid to hold onto. I hold onto my idea of you, and, in my panic, I become confused.

But really it is you without adjustments. I am so glad of you.

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