full of moxie and viscosity

Some people have this particular... resonance about them. I've been in contact with Lauren Choplin so much these last couple months and it has more of an effect on me than I really choose to acknowledge. We don't speak on the phone. We email and she writes me letters. I write her letters, too, but I forget to send them. We both try to express how we feel about the other but it's harder than apologizing... so messy and fucked up. "You're beautiful, you're lovely, you're honest..." : the words sound so... trite. Curse of the poet tenfold. Try and think about it. You can find silly and cliche words to describe your best friend, but can you come up with true, steadfast descriptions of them to SAY TO THEM? Telling someone they're beautiful is a lot different than telling someone else the same thing. "She's like the wind" vs. "You're like the wind." Doesn't sound quite right, does it? We understand better now Gabriel Mann's need for "she's" and "his" etc. in his songs. Perhaps our lives are better spent describing each other in the third person.