Thoughts on love
I am like a firefly. You want to catch me and put me in a bottle. I don't want that. I want to meet another firefly. So he and I can take our nightly flights together time and time again, but then when morning comes, we part our ways and discover things on our own. Make sense? I want autonomy and love, space and affection, each at their appropriate times so that as a couple, whomever I end up with, we grow together and on our own as human beings and more importantly, spirits.