Funny the things that wake up parts of you that have been sleeping, dormant presumed extinct. The pain keeps reminding me of a slap, along the edge of the jaw the softness next to it. The same sickening in the stomach. I thought until that moment that I basically behaved like an injured animal all the time. Then I did that and I realised how well I was doing. The exact moment that I stopped doing so well..
I am committed to the love poem, the tooth ache I can live with.