Part of me thinks I’m gonna lose her, one way or the other. Then part of me knows that I won’t. That everything will happen how no one expected, and it will be more real and right than either of us ever thought it could be. For that possibility, I’m willing to lay my soul bare. But in time. Because the outcome I am suspicious of now could be too much for anyone to process if I actually said it out loud.
It almost seems like the ones who give up find what they were looking for all along, in the end.
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this makes me hopeful for my own situation as well as for yours...
i love, too, that "honesty is the new eloquence."
so true, matthew. so true.
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