just had a moment where I felt like I understood exactly why the lobotomy works the way it does. love changes you. if a soul can’t touch yours it can’t change you, and it can’t change either. losing love freezes you as you were, unable to move but still orbiting the loss. even if you can’t remember it, you’re still there, on the edge of the black hole that is the space the object of your love used to take up. love changes you against your will, but loss makes you static. unmovable. aaaand never mind it’s just all about grief again