I don’t really remember her saying anything but I remember the feeling from her.
A scent or something, it made you want to reproduce.
I didn’t want kids at all but being around her… Things were different.
It’s what I loved most about her. The things she made me think about. Thoughts and feelings I had to block out to get my job done but returned to willingly afterwards. Like a safe harbour in a storm.
I tried to ignore the desire to want a family but it was like weeding out a vine. It kept growing back no matter what I done. As if she was giving it fuel to grow just by her presence… I was helpless to resist.
Drugs helped to