I WANTED HIM IN THE BLUNTEST WAY. I WANTED HIS LIPS, HIS HANDS, HIS ARMS. I WANTED HIM THE WAY OCEAN WANTED THE SHORE, CONSTANTLY REACHING AND RUNNING BACK. I WANTED HIM THE WAY RAIN WANTS TO FALL, THE WAY SUN WANTS TO SHINE, THE WAY WORDS WANT TO READ. I WANTED HIM TO INFINITY, TO THE MILLIONTH DEGREE, NO AMOUNT OF RAIN COULD DOUSE THE FIRE I HAD IN ME FOR HIM.
