We learn to be cold and have hard edges.
There are not always gentle arcs carrying us in waves.

Moments to not forget:
They seem trite when written down.
They are a moment for the bottom of your stomach.
The moment of forcing yourself to turn internal
In an attempt, a successful attempt to let every pore of your skin wiggling
and reach out
and vibrate towards that light.
it may be your only chance.

I need constant, verbal reassurance.