I am excited and terrified about the transformation that will occur when SHE shows up. And yet I am pushing towards her, calling her in, writing love poems to "HER." I can only imagine... And for now, that's all I've got. And these maps, which I will gladly set alight in her flame.
I'd meet her and kiss her today if she called. But I'm pretty clear now, that she won't. And it would not be the best thing for me either. Heady, but not healthy. Oh love, you fickle bitch.