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February 14, 2008
Since my time has become your time, I'm doubly protective of it. Every minute past 1:00pm is stolen, and I want someone to pay. Every day apart is an injury, and I want blood.

Our symbiosis can be a beautiful thing - but its corollary is dependency. Much of my happiness now depends on you. I can't help but chafe at that knowledge, and that makes my rage even deeper.

But under the rage.... if you turn it over slowly, like a big thick quilt, it is the flip- side of a love so deep I sometimes forget to breathe.