myself writing your name today. Over and over until the words and the letters and all the little dots poured out, slowly, toppling over the edges. I wanted to keep you inside, to hold you down. I wanted to box you in as a gift, for myself. I wanted to have you within an arm's reach, always there, always ready.
I would hold you more and more, tighter and tighter everyday. I won't let you go, I can't,...