Cassidy Warakomski’s Reviews > Lie With Me > Status Update

it’s the most simple words that destroy us. almost words for a child.

desire does not go out like a match, it extinguishes slowly as it burns into ash.

you can never really let go of your childhood. especially when it was happy.

for me, when i finally realize the extent of the rupture, my heart will break. it is pure suffering. i always figured it would be me who would suffer the most. i even thought that i would be the only one.

and when you’ve been hurt once, you’re afraid to try again later, in dread of enduring the same pain. you avoid getting hurt in an attempt to avoid suffering.

all the same, there is often a staggering intimacy between us, a closeness beyond imagining, but the rest of the time our separateness is absolute.

i know what that’s like, to be the son of a man like that. i wonder if it’s cold fathers who make the sensitive sons.