Trouble is, I love better at a distance...

I am a cathedral of almost-lovers.

You are a language I am no longer fluent in but still remember how to read.

What they don’t tell youabout standing up for what you believe inis that your feet will bruiseand your legs will ache.

What they don’t tell you about the illusionis that I am as much lion as I am lion tamer.And I got good at inflicting pain the same way I got goodat soothing it.This, we call unfortunate,but inevitable.