How close do you have to get to a person before you say you love them? This threshold is different for everyone. When you say you ‘hate’ someone, people will remind you that ‘hate’ is a strong word. When you say you ‘love’ someone, no one apprehends you for it. ‘Love’ is a good thing, and ‘hate’ is a bad thing. ‘Love’ is a good thing. Right? Is ‘love’ not as strong as ‘hate?’ Volatile sources of fuel for a person. I think the Bible said something about murder beginning in the heart. To feel anger toward someone is to kill them in your heart. Or was it with your heart? They’re only parables. Fables. They’re real enough in the hearts of some, though. Enough about love and hate, then.

Speaking of ‘hearts,’ I have discovered something. Those idioms about people ‘following their heart,’ being ‘heartbroken,’ someone or a memory being ‘held close to their heart,’ things like that to be dramatic; there’s truth and a literality behind it, but only I can manifest that. They go back to being figures of speech without me. I can even draw all sorts of things out of a person’s heart. Memories, emotions, people. Trauma. Their hearts whisper to me even if I stand a good distance away. Things they want to share. Things they wish they could share. Things they don’t want to be shared. Things that should never be shared. I only have to listen. Pretty fitting, considering my name, eh? Anyway.

There’s more to it, but I won’t get into the details right now. That’d just be spoiling the fun. I suppose we can just say that I’ve truly learned how to kill with my heart.