I love you people who put your thoughts in the tags, I love the way it feels like you are speaking in a hushed tone, both wanting to talk with me but not entirely sure how to do it.
I love reading the tags, hidden whispers following the words I speak into the emptiness, reassuring me that I am not alone.
I love you vague interaction in a void containing both nothing I've never wanted, and everything I've ever needed.
I cannot speak words back to you, I cannot tell you a response in the same way you spoke to me. I can only say "I love you" and hope that you respond.
Even if I only briefly crossed paths with her during a particularly fun meltdown, it was easy to tell how dearly she loves humans. From all the goo following her around, I could see the skulls of former employees.
I have mixed emotions about her, what she does to employees is some form of both freedom and imprisonment at the same time. Those people had wills of their own, slowly those hearts melted away into the desire to protect Melting Love, killing on her behalf. It leaves me wondering what those people would have wanted, had they not been assimilated, their minds made one with the raw desire to escape with those they adore.
In a way, I can respect it, but in another sort of way, I wish I could have seen those same employees turn into their own kind of abnormality, one reflective not of Melting Love, but of themselves.
I love you people who put your thoughts in the tags, I love the way it feels like you are speaking in a hushed tone, both wanting to talk with me but not entirely sure how to do it.
I love reading the tags, hidden whispers following the words I speak into the emptiness, reassuring me that I am not alone.
I love you vague interaction in a void containing both nothing I've never wanted, and everything I've ever needed.
I cannot speak words back to you, I cannot tell you a response in the same way you spoke to me. I can only say "I love you" and hope that you respond.
I enjoy and appreciate how they fly around doing whatever and I double enjoy that you can eat them and be eaten by them.
As for the birds in the facility, I love them dearly as friends, and I await the day we can all hang out with each other freely. I do wish they would recognize that this place is not their forest home though.