All I was was testing...
To get to her broken boot.
And what we saw inside.
So much is figurative, ear. But that was not.
So what am I doing here?
All I know I found it.
Did it work?
I needed something to 'work'.
Because I have ne'er been so quite exhausted.
Emotionally.
And I never moan, ever.
Nor did she.
But, let go....
Let go...
Eric did once, maybe only once...
For real.
And let the goddesses take over, entirely.
That's what they need.
Let go and trust all those fancy new mental words. To be actually a 'thing'.
Of course that was always what it was only ever about.
Are they a 'thing'?
