This fear is my love. This terror is my love. It’s all love, beloved. It’s all love. I’m not afraid to feel this love. So don’t be scared of me, with me.
He simply comes along with a bow and arrow on his back, and strikes me in the heart without even knowing he’s done it. Once caught, there is nothing to do but get carried along by said cast thread and let it take me to all the places at the bottom of the ocean I never even wanted to go to. Feel ...