What I’ve learnt about pain

I’m a little hesitant to hit ‘publish’ on this one. I don’t want to be The Girl Who Talks About Her Pain Online.

But this is not about my pain. Well, it’s not just about my pain. It’s about pain that exists everywhere — in our bodies, hearts, minds…

I feel like I’d like to start over again and read this backwards.

To see you go from a wonderfully pleasurable lonely sleep (a sleep that I know all too well and miss dearly; slow nights on business trips are pleasant reminders of the awesomeness of being alone) to a sleep with a someone who excites you to such a degree that…

Bite my heart down to its very core.

There is not much left there. At least, it feels that way right now. Pulpy mess, a few withered, drying seeds that may have flourished into branches of elegant, eloquent sentences and full-bodied works of art.