somewhere out in that fractal landscape of unexplored relationships. i find
myself wandering. exploring places i feel ive strangely been before. and yet
the pieces don't seem to fit together the same. jenna. and i. and that space
between us. which in some ways is somewhere ive been. and elsewhere.
after we candy flipped we began to spend all our time together. she had been
the one i had experienced the oneness with. she understood. in some small way.
the things i had experienced were very intense. and i developed some strange
attachment to her. i felt i knew her deeply. as if i had had sex with her.
as if we had become one.
yet at the same time i knew. this was not what should be. we had done nothing
and could do nothing. between us. though i felt a strong attraction towards
her. there could be no sexual. no romantic. so instead we talked. long and
hard. constantly about so many things. and touched. and ate. and slept. as if
we had been together. knew each other. being away from her for even a few
minutes seemed strange. we were almost as one.
then she left.