You lost your God so you
cannot even pray, and anyway, prayer is just confessing one’s desire
and it’s not that you don’t know what you want, it’s that you don’t
know what to do about it.
Besides, sometimes, to resolve desire, it’s better to let the thing bloom. To feel this thing, to let it catch you unaware, to hold onto the ache. What is better than believing you are heading towards love?