the girl loved the whole world
she loved everything about it
even the parts that were not nice
she loved it and she wrote it all down so she would be sure not to forget what it was about the whole thing that she found so beautiful and compelling
but after a while everything was covered up with words and she remembered the words and that she had written them but she was less sure about the things themselves and what she had loved about them
when the rains came and washed away her words it was a relief
but she loved the world a little less afterward
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made me think of Talking Head lyrics that I can’t quite remember at the moment ~
“Stop making sense”?
nope. man, it’s under my skin now. I’ll see if I can find it. ~