A Darling from Paradise
“You called me darling of tragedies and yet you are so obsessed with me” “I thought I had lost you.” “I was never yours to lose.” “Please don’t say that . . . It hurts” “It hurts because you still believe that there is a story about us that hasn’t found its beginning or end yet. There is no story, there never was. But there is one thing that will always bring me back to you--- “There is a story and I know it. It’s just a matter of time that it finds its beginning. My heart burns every time I see you with him. Every word that I imagine, every sentence that I craft . . . it is . . . it is all about you . . . everything I believe in is about you. Why don’t you understand that I love you . . .?” “So as I was saying . . . there is this one thing that will always bring me back to you . . .” “Fuck! Are you even listening to me? Oh God I need to calm down . . . Alright . . . Go on . . . Say it” “Ram, don’t let this Art inside you die. If it dies,...