With the use of heightened pattern recognition overtime you come to desire a different kind of chemistry, one that doesn’t buzz and hum with mystery and excitement, but instead, seems almost boring in it’s steadiness and calm.
That’s the kind of chemistry that builds a true connection, not one based in fantasy.
Why should I be scared to step out at night? I’m grown. I can handle myself. I got the shank and the taser. ☠️
Why should I stay trapped between these four walls, engulfing me like a prison?
I want to live and be free.
Touch that is transportive, that takes you elsewhere.
Tender, full, generous, enveloping. Infusing spirit into deadened appendages. The feeling they lacked seemed abstract, but now, alive.
Insatiable. Like rain soaked soil pretending it did not need water.
the Purgatory of a Broken Heart 