Crash into me.

Midnight corniness:

Listened to my favorite song over and over again tonight because it helps me write. (It’s “Crash Into Me” by Dave Matthews Band).

My favorite songs are the ones that are tied to my lifetime’s highlight reel. “Crash Into Me” sure is.

I know how this song begins and ends. I know my favorite parts. I know it as well as I know myself.

Its words are never gonna change. It’ll never be new to me again, but it never gets old.

Just like my selected (or surprise), significant loves. We are armies for each other.

But no one I love has been “MY person.”

Just like Crash Into Me is not MY song. It was set into the world by someone else and “belongs” to about a million other people in just as many ways.

I think every loving relationship is its own world. And I want the people I love to have more than a world of Caitlin Cassidy.

I claim no one exclusively or obsessively. I love them because they exist and we have memories.

Side note: if you don’t have loving memories with a person, you don’t love them.

(So much of love is memory and understanding. )

So that’s all I have to say tonight. I hope this made sense, even though it’s a TINY TINY BIT cliche.