Love

We are here in a place where intimacy and love is forbidden, but many of us find it temporarily to have someone to ride our time out with and a few of us find that “one.” Not just “something to do” while in prison, but the love that carries through there after. The first time I saw my “forever,” my “universe holder,” she was sitting at a table on the rec yard with a friend of mine doing nothing special but talking casually and smiling. In that simple moment I saw that we would be infinite. The more we got to know each other, the more layers of my faux self I let go. I let her know the real me daily, the me that I don’t share with anyone. 

-Rosemarie