Gabriel's knees are always (skinned) wrote in repose, @ 2018-07-27 17:03:00 |
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Entry tags: | *forum, leena bertolini, ronan xander, ~plot: postcards |
[To 'Robbins', as Ronan X.]
I'm sorry to hear that you know what it's like to come out the other end of these things worse for wear. It's certainly a refreshing change to end up with a little more beauty in each sunny day. (And yes, I'll still take that polaroid.)
I think one of the hundred definitions of love might have to do with helping us forget the ways in which we're cracked and held together with tape. Your person, I hope she earns your love in that great and beautiful way. We can take that as confirmation that we're both still worth loving. And yes, my love told me I had beautiful eyes. Sometimes I wish I had more readily believed him while he was still with me.
You want to know why I'm angry, my dear Robbins? Well, that might take some time to answer while I figure it out for myself.
- Baskin
(Ps. I'll keep the dogs away, then. There's also a stray kitten I've been feeding, a tiny little scrap of a thing. Will you help me think of a name for her?)