the words

SAMUEL i am the ocean, crawling madly at your moon. and with one wanton whoop — "I'm sure the only thing better than living in the stars is getting to come back and be married to yourself." Sam smiled. Sometimes he did wonder if he had not done what he had, if he would be in Ronin's place right now; though oddly he was not sure that was necessarily where he wanted to be anymore. Life moved on and on and he could never be quite sure where he'd be in the next year. He looked down and smiled bashfully at Remi's teasing, letting himself sway a little with the nudge. Though he became more serious as Remi asked his question. "No. I'm...hesitant. I'm not sure, it feels as if it might scare him...his world was like yours. With people objecting to two men being together - I think he still finds it odd to publicly admit he even is with me at all. We are getting closer when we are together, but I think it still may be hard for him." Sam pulled at a blade of grass, splitting it in his fingers. "I also worry that I don't know how love feels. I mean....how do you know you love Ronin?" — i melt into a sycophantic soup, & all that's left to do, is giggle, fawn, and swoon.