so now I am ‘yours’ in this fake world. This is as real as it’s going to get. All the thing we talk about and imagine ourselves doing will never be anymore than the words we find in a dictionary… never feel more than the tingles from our words…
I need to hold on to, and feel, less about what we ‘discuss’ for it shall never be mine… no matter how many times you write ‘I’d like to have your hands’ etc. it will never be yours or ours. I wonder if you really do want it or if it’s something you write as a part of this ‘game’.