Es natural condicin de las mujeres desdear a quien las quiere y amar a quien las aborrece

Hopeless heart that thrives on paradox that longs for the beloved and is secretly relieved when the beloved is not there.

It was as if the empty nights were made for thinking of him. And sometimes I found myself so vividly aware of him it was as if he had only just left the room and the ring of his voice were still there. And somehow there was a disturbing comfort in that and despite myself Id envision his face.

A quiet but indomitable voice behind me said I believe this is my dance. It was him. I could feel his presence. The warmth of him seeped into my back and I quivered all over like spring leaves in a warm breeze.

Ive got a way with love. Away with love.

I cant promise you an ordinary experience Kate. I wish I could transform myself into a normal man and be there for you always without the trauma that defines my life as the walking dead. Since that isnt possible I can only reassure you that I will do everything in my power to make it up to you. To give you more than a normal boyfriend could. I have no idea what that will mean exactly but Im looking forward to finding out. With you.

contiguous adj.I felt silly for even mentioning it but once I did I knew I had to explain. When I was a kid I had this puzzle with all fifty states on it--you know the kind where you have to fit them all together. And one day I got it in my head that California and Nevada were in love. I told my mom and she had no idea what I was talking about. I ran and got those two pieces and showed it to her--California and Nevada completely in love. So a lot of the time when were like this--my ankles against the backs of your ankles my knees fitting into the backs of your knees my thighs on the backs of your legs my stomach against your back my chin folding into your neck--I cant help but think about California and Nevada and how were a lot like them. If someone were drawing us from above as a map. thats what wed look like thats how we are. For a moment you were quiet. And then you nestled in and whispered. Contiguous. And I knew you understood.

I keep my love in the trunk. And I drive slowly over speed bumps so she doesnt bump her head around.

I made myself an I Love Jennifer jacket out of my old I Love Jenn jacket. Two girls one continuous love. The I Love Jennifer is a little off-center but then so am I. Better than being self-centered as my clone would probably say.

Bittersweet No just bitter the taste of your tongue.Words you cant have back so they linger.