Sometimes it's a struggle to live in the moment.

I want to change my punctuation. I long for exclamation marks, but I'm drowning in ellipses.

I try to think of things to say but nothing comes, and if something did come I probably couldn't say it. This is my great obstacle, the biggest of all the boulders littering my path. In my mind I am eloquent; I can climb intricate scaffolds of words to reach the highest cathedral ceilings and paint my thoughts. But when I open my mouth, it all collapses.

I crush her against me. I want to be part of her. Not just inside her but all around her. I want our rib cages to crack open and our hearts to migrate and merge. I want our cells to braid together like living thread.

Every experience, good or bad, is a priceless collector's item.

...and we'll see what happens when we say Yes while this rigor mortis world screams No.