Also… This is this love.

I think that one of reasons I adore her so much is that magical, fantastical love that she sings of. That “running away with you” love. I had that once with a girl named Mary. When I was with her, it was always reckless, uninhibited, passionate, unforgiving. We answered to no one.

“Baby, baby ain’t it true…I’m immortal when I’m with you.”

After our first date, I pulled up at her place to drop her off. She looked at me from the passenger seat and shyly said, “I want a kiss.”

We only dated for about three months and maybe that’s why I miss her. Being honest and realistic, we never got to the part in the relationship where we hated each other. Maybe not everybody gets there but I always seem to. :-D

And we kissed all the time. Intensely.

We were stopped at a red light intersection on a highway once, making out in my black Mustang. The light turned green but we didn’t stop or go. As the cars went around, some of them honked angrily, others whistled, other cheered. It was, still is, one of the best moments of my life.

PJ Harvey’s songs bring all those memories back.

And this is all good material for Book II.

GOD BLESS YOU. i mean that as sincerely as capital letters allow. sooo much of what you wrote is the word. i’ve dated some mary’s. i’ll try to relate a story or 2 about ‘em. it’s one of the nuggets of corn you can glean from the mountain of horseshit in marianne w’s canon: LOVE IS MAGICAL. it literally casts a spell. a spell like the fiction of love songs and movies, only real.

1000% yes.

Before the twisty gymnastics got involved I remember having the innocent necking dreams. The steamy heat, the fumbling, the tripping heart beats. Two heat seeking beings and the thought of
those lips. Always the lips.