Then I'd Crawl Back Into Bed, Smelling

So You Should Remember That, When You're Thinking About What Other People Can Deal With. Maybe It's Not So Bad.

All I'd Wanted For So Long Was For Someone To Explain Everything That Had Happened To Me In This Same Way. To Label It Neatly On A Page: This Leads To This Leads To This.

I Wanted To Tell Him So. Find The Right Words, String Them Together In The Ideal Way, Knowing That Here They Would Have The Best Chance Of Sounding Perfect.

Even If You Couldn't See It Beneath The Surface, Molecules Were Bonding, Energy Pushing Up Slowly, As Something Worked Do Hare, All Alone To Grow.

It Was Great. Freedom Even The Imagined Kind Always Is.