I WAS CLEANING MY DRAFT E-MAILS AND I FOUND THIS UNFINISHED MESSAGE
You'll always have someone that thrills you more than me. More than the distant sense of invulnerability that you project on my faithfulness and adoration.
We live on the Horizon, how fitting — where the surface of the earth and sky appear to meet, but never touch.
There will always be another —
for there has always been another.
Tectonic plates shift beneath the surface of your desire. but I have made peace with that now.
For you were born to fall in love.
I was an earthquake in your California.