Hey, Calliope — Part two

my heart spun earlier today, so I wrote to her

“These days my heart is just too small to hold the things that I am feeling.

Today is one of those days when I think about my emotions like they are unique personal phenomena, that no one has ever felt what I am feeling.

There is a logic that tries to explain every emotion that humans feel: anger and love.

As a logical being, I am tempted to believe that there is nothing magical about what makes us feel something for someone else.

But, when I see you smile, that cannot be logical, it is beyond explanation.”

I wrote to her again

“Thank you for being my unpaid therapist.

My annoying English tutor.

My quiet inspiration.

My warmth without a radiator.

Giving me orgasms without contact.😀😀😀

Say hi to your aging wigs…”

I will tell you about her wigs later.