Je ne connais toujours pas l'amour.

I already knew the meaning of your name before you told me what it meant in Thai.

That night on the staircase, I guarded my words, afraid that if they heard how I spoke to you, they would give names to a love I was only beginning to understand.

Remember your parents, I said, they suffered the same vast continent and confusing time zones. And that’s how we’ll survive together. 

But all you heard was suffer. 

I forget it’s not something you already know how to do.