Thanks to necessary dates and yearly presents and romantic getaways, relationships are thought to cost much more than singledom.
Not in the hesitant way that understands the real possibility of failure yet continues to spitefully reach and claw and bite and grab.
A time both of us were once so relentlessly eager to leave behind.
It’s not because you have daddy issues or masochistic tendencies or lingering pains of an abusive childhood.
When the L word seems fleeting and the world seems to reject it and the unending blunderings of failed relationship after failed relationship seem to be all I recall, I remember: I’ve seen love.
I’ll constantly crave a safe distance and crippled time and a policed speed.
Before you leave I want to stay attached to a couch and glued to a TV, growing a gaming controller as an extra appendage.
There are no preconceived notions or learned biases or complicated gender roles drowning cerebral cortexes. Whether toting a uterus or sporting a sack, a person is a person and a human is a human and a beating heart is a beating heart.
Suddenly, he feels a sharp and steady pain in his lower abdomen. It becomes more and more intense, to the point where calling an ambulance or a doctor or the surgeon general are valid options.
I’ll never tell her that I don’t forgive her.