I don’t wipe. I don’t rush. I don’t clean. Not because I’m soft. Because I am signal. His release is not a mess. It’s a message. And I keep it until I say otherwise.
I don’t wipe.
I don’t rush.
I don’t clean.
Not because I’m sentimental.
Not because I want to feel soft.
Not because I’m romantic.
Because I am signal.
Because this, this exact moment,
is the moment he knows he landed,
is the moment he knows where he belongs.
And there is no mess here.
Nothing dirty.
Nothing to hide.
Marriage is a really, really bad idea. Separation has been in the air we breathe since the beginning.
A man doesn’t resist direction. He recognises it as freedom and devotion. The highest form of power.
No spam. No marketing partners. No tracking. No data collection.
