i don't feel marriage is for me but i remain open to exploring those possibilities should i meet you and discover—much to my surprise—we're compatible in that particular framing. i haven't accumulated enough solid references of what marriage is to provide me with a compelling reason for marital commitment, and maybe it'll never feel like a sensible decision to me but what i do know is i'm not interested in merging my life with you if your ideas about marriage don't stretch any further than you and i populating a "perfect portrait" that comes at the expense of our perception of our individual selves becoming distorted or obsolete by our union. this isn't me flexing my depth or trying to overcomplicate things, this is me having a deeper understanding of who i am and what i need in a partner for it to make internal sense.
Before you fall in love with a writer, understand that every chapter must matter. You cannot confine a writer to your territorial/reactive impulses. Even the past has the potential to become art framed by a pen. It is the way we as writers navigate. Please, find a way to be okay with that. Don’t hold our compasses (words) against us. It is possible to live just as deeply in a writer’s heart as we live in our minds. We’re just as present in our hearts. Just, sometimes… our imagination is the only passport we have. Only you know if you want to board separate jets. But know this… no one can love you as consciously or as freely as a writer. No one sees you like a writer sees you. You are already poetry waiting to be written. Feel the world, hold my hand. Tight.