I am compiling

pictures of everyone I have ever loved. half heartedly, wholeheartedly, secretly, gloriously, for love's own sake and expecting nothing back.

that includes you, sean the diesel mechanic from missouri who dipped tobacco and leaned down to catch my face clearly in the dark.

and you, boy i fell in love with at first meeting and never saw again.

and you, tim, for what a nice run it was, with your open face and worn in tees that smelled like laundry soap.

and much much more, from my brother to my sweetheart of a cousin to my second boyfriend and all in between.

then i'll print them out and put them in the large scrapbook i call my room.