On Love.

I had an idea once

That love was struggle

Consistency boring

Fire and passion short lived

Patience unimportant

You taught me that all I thought was misguided

And you loved in a way that I was unable

And most regrettably of all, incapable of learning.

But I know now.

You gave me so much.

But in the end you gave me everything.

A lesson I’d have never learned without you.

A parting gift of the greatest kind.

Packaged and shipped in an envelope across seas and across years.

(I am able)



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