[memory] Visits When It Is Hungry, Not

Being An Insomniac Only Slows Me Down. I Try Not To Write At Night, As I'm Concerned That This Will Affect The Quality.

You Don't Need To Be Seeing Someone To Be In Love With Her. You Can Have Lost Touch With Her, She Can Have Hurt You, Even Inexplicably. If You Ever Felt That You Really Knew Her And That It Was What You Knew That You Loved, And If You Remember What It Was You Once Knew, Why Is It So Crazy To Retain That Love Still?

You Know You're In Love With Somebody When You Wake Up Next To Them, Comfortable Despite Your Breath Smelling Like The Week-old Water At The Bottom Of A Vase, When You Are Terribly Excited To See Them, To Talk To Them Again, Having Missed Them After All That Sleep.

Listen- All That She Was Then, All That She Is Now, Those Gestures, Everything I Remember But Won't Or Can't Articulate Anymore, The Perfect Words That Are Somehow Made Imperfect When Used To Describe Her And All That Should Remain Unsaid About Her- It Is All Unsupported By Reason. I Know That. But That Enigmatic Calm That Attaches Itself To People In The Presence Of Reason- It's Something From Which I Haven't Been Able To Take Comfort, Not Reliably, Not Since Her.

What Is It About Men That Make Women So Lonely?