journal entry #563

I'm interested mostly in the complex and sometimes destructive ways we love each other as humans. Also in how other people are drugs, and it's probably all chemicals, and a scientist could explain it to me, but it's still lovely and terrible, and I want to go on a bender. On you. And I'm interested in how pain pulls gold, how good things burst out of the lowest places. Like how I am able to make you open your mouth a little bit when you read my words, and how I had to have tragedy come visit me to pull that last bit of invincible skin off and really write. And really change. And really love. I can talk about my love now. It is so thick you get lost in it. Dense. Broad. Meaty. Lush. Everything eventually turns into a love poem, you said. Ain't that the truth.

ilysm

xo

Amy