This is so fitting.
So perfectly said.
I'm crying, listening to Dickinson's life. The asymmetric relationship she engaged in, the rejections she endured, and her powerful love.
I feel so seen.
There has always been something I can't understand about my love for you. I just don't get it. Why do I love you so much. Why can't I just let you go.
And since you left, couldn't you have cancelled your spell on your way out?
I wish you had.
It's so hard to love you so much, when you care so little.
