We are the custodians of people’s memories You - Mary-Louise Parker

I curled into the great wall of you, which was still not ordinary, still fragrant with your new exotic familiarity...

You waved at Soren while I fought to look neutral because I was taken with you and slightly enraged for no reason. Enraged is the wrong word,but I felt like I wanted to kick you in the shins and then make you banana bread. I wanted to key your car and take you out for dim sum. It was admiration,passion and that voice of yours all mushing together and disarming me,making me want to smash something and kiss someone.

You weren’t looking at me as you continued to eat my food and I couldn’t move from rage.