word

When you took my word and used it, out there, for everyone to see I was elated. This one thing. This little moment, amplified. So how then would it be on the other side of this kind of attention. The oceanic swell of my words, turned endlessly in your direction. This is just how I am. I have seen it more times than I remember. My unconditional attention. My odd half-care, half-love. My outpouring is greeted by the roll of the eyes. I am tolerated. You are tolerant.

But I have picked you for the moment and I am a small dog with a fast jaw and I will not be shaken off easily.