there's poetry in what open yourself to. no safety for what you can choose to bring back at that moment when you don't want to change your mind when your sweat and your heart and your instinct say hey, yeah, sure go - it feels right, right? -- in her face and you'll remember her tonight. for what she was-- and what she is, for the many things you can't possibly count on one life. and you know that you'll fall for her over, and over and underneath all over again.
i really like that format. it really helps to communicate how you're feeling. and i can definitely relate to this too!
