I don’t know if I love you. I’ve seen your shining side, and I wonder how much of the other you would put up with in me, and I in you. Are we old hands at this? I think that those who have not been loved may guard their hearts unwisely, for having only ~things~ is a sadness.
Monthly Archives: September 2023
The thing about you
I love you because you see things intensely. In those moments where your flame diminishes to a muted blue, it seems but a placeholder while you walk in the awe of a shown dream. Come back, dear one, and tell me if you can. If you will…
[Art: “In the distance”, by Andrea Kowch]
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