She Is So Lost In Her Sadness

In My Experience, Desire Is Desire, Love Is Love.

Its A Fine Line Between Love And Stalking.

I Can Take Everything On Her Face At Face Value, And That's Valuable In A Friend.

Such A Strange Thing, To Hold A Six-year-old's Hand. Especially A Six-year-old You've Only Just Met. A Toddler Will Grab Hold Of Your Finger, And Someone Your Own Age Will Clasp On To Your Whole Hand, But With Six-year-olds It's Something In Between, This Acknowledgment That They Can't Be The One To Take Hold, So You Have To Do All The Holding, Folding Your Hand Around Theirs, Feeling So Much Bigger And Responsible.

Every You, Every Me. Fractals. Fractures.