My love and I have decided to love each other without a container.
The very first day we sniffed each other, more than seven years ago, he said, "I don't like caged beasts". In that moment, I knew that I would fuck him.
Then I fell in love with him.
And I loved him wildly. Deeply. Also goofily.
Yesterday, we released each other into the wild, bits of his heart embedded in my heart,
bits of mine embedded in his.