but you’re the love i chose. out of everyone in the world, out of everyone i’ve ever known, i chose you. i’ve always had faith in that choice. at the edge of everything, love and faith have always brought me back, and back to you.
the world is happening in a room that i can't enter, life is happening in a gathering i am not invited to. being unwanted is a language i am fluent in.
when sylvia plath wrote ‘please don’t expect me to always be good and kind and loving. there are times when i will be cold and thoughtless and hard to understand’ I felt that
bring back sex as a form of worship, a sacred prayer. two bodies entangled without restraint, every touch a testament of utter devotion while our souls are merging eternally.