Inside out.
When you love someone so much, how do you show it, really?
Sometimes, for no reason really, except that I guess you can't be overwhelmed with love every moment of your life, I just *see* it. How much I love Moses. Just when he's doing stupid little things, like getting the silverware for our table. Not that that's stupid, but it's a kind of dumb moment for so much emotion.
And it's happened at other times. But usually nothing monumental. And I don't do anything about it. I just ignore it, because I can't think of anyway to really show that kind of blindly whitenly pure love.
There are some times that I think it would be horrible for Moses to be inside my head. But maybe these times would make up for it. If he were here all the time, he'd know what I really really feel, and want, even if it gets so muddled and confused other times. I don't know how to explain it, but I think if I could, he'd trust me even if he were inside my head.
Sometimes, for no reason really, except that I guess you can't be overwhelmed with love every moment of your life, I just *see* it. How much I love Moses. Just when he's doing stupid little things, like getting the silverware for our table. Not that that's stupid, but it's a kind of dumb moment for so much emotion.
And it's happened at other times. But usually nothing monumental. And I don't do anything about it. I just ignore it, because I can't think of anyway to really show that kind of blindly whitenly pure love.
There are some times that I think it would be horrible for Moses to be inside my head. But maybe these times would make up for it. If he were here all the time, he'd know what I really really feel, and want, even if it gets so muddled and confused other times. I don't know how to explain it, but I think if I could, he'd trust me even if he were inside my head.