I just need to talk about now, for a while.
I eat only sleep and air. And everyone thinks I’m dumb. But I’ve figured it out.
I understand it now. Peter Rabbit makes me feel whole in such a selfless, unexpected way. It is the joy of all the romance, without having the weight of a life together pressing downward on us. Truly the definition of ‘The Lovers’. I never saw it coming. So much sadness, sex and poetry. Working through it together, mutually. We’re like two parasites using the other as a host, but with the best of intentions. Symbiotic is the word. Symbiotic.
Mhmmm. Warm feels. Peter Lapin.