On Containing Multitudes Alice Noble I remember reading once that when you love someone, you say their name differently because it feels safe in your mouth.
I have no idea if that’s true, but a little part of me still wonders, if I had listened more carefully, would I be able to pinpoint the exact moment when you changed your mind? Maybe I didn’t hear you when you tried to tell me the truth.
I have this re-occurring dream where we’re still together, and when I wake up it takes me a moment to realize that everything has changed. I know for a fact that you are not the person I thought you were, but that doesn’t stop me from looking for you everywhere. I think I’m having a hard time letting go of the parts of myself that loved you.
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