Glass (Crank 2)

of bodies, no longer

strangers.

The Problem with Sex

Is that it changes everything.

Brad and I are still friends.

But we’re a different kind

of friends. More than pals.

More, even, than fuck buddies.

It’s like we’re stand-ins

for the true loves of our lives.

And the only way to be that

is to let ourselves love

each other.

When you love someone,

you don’t want to hurt

them, even if they deserve

to be hurt. When you love

someone, you want to hurt

them, even when they don’t

deserve to be hurt. It’s totally

messed up, and so are Brad

and I. Totally messed up

because of—and over—

each other.

We don’t talk about the future.

Don’t talk about what will

happen when Trey comes

back, or if Angela decides

her husband and children

mean something to her,