"Stay." he said.
Or rather, he did not "say" but he pleaded.
as if it were a question,
rather a request.
And that one word caused a colossal sleeping beast inside me to stir.
That simple change in the word, "stay"
changed every thought i ever had about this person.
No-- this man.
And this man no longer knew what it was about him that made me crazy
because I no longer knew myself.
The crucial comprehension between
wanting
and needing
was now warped into one con-jointed feeling.
A feeling that had no definition
nor escape.
And a feeling i found myself both cursing
and adoring.
A feeling that left me entirely
bewildered
and enchanted.
A feeling i never knew until now,
but made me wonder what life was ever like without it!
Was it even fair that a feeling like this could change a person
entirely without warning or remedy?
No.
No, I don't suppose it was.
(k.b)
