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You asked what made me dizzy: 'boyfriend' or 'devastation'. Maybe it wasn't a word, after all. Maybe it's just the meaning.

Not maybe. Definitely.

You make me dizzy. I'm all twisted up about you. You say just the right things, and you [...] let me be how I am, in ways I didn't think I was capable. I'm someone else with you.

I can't talk about it sensibly because it doesn't make any kind of sense. I met you two days ago, Desmond. If you look at this from the outside, this is the dumbest thing I've ever done. All those things I said last night. And the night before. And today.

It can't look copacetic on your side, either: a younger man whose family owes you money is suddenly all over you?

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I love being all over you. It's like it's okay to get carried away with you. I feel at home in my own skin when I'm with you. I feel whole. Not completed by you, but complete on my own, or less fragmented, maybe. I'm able to be everything I never knew I was - for you.

And you let me talk like this. Any other man would've been a restraining order away from me by now. Even the horses are spooked.

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What I mean is, I'll keep melting you. I'll keep being tender, authentic, and charming (if you say so.) I will not always be gentle, though. Who wants that? ;)

Yes, Desmond: if there's an always (and an 'always was'), then that's how long you'll have a home in me.