“Be here when I most need you.”
The chant of every lover far from their heart.
“I want you here with me so we will never be apart.”
What constitutes our love for each other if we must be together to love?
Can we even be said to have love if, in the grand scheme of things, we cannot hold on to it— this… this idea that we so cherish within ourselves; when the boundaries of space and time are tested and stretched more than we can bear in our limited span of life and attention?
What therefore ensues within us to continue the love we claim to feel for a person who may or may not even exist when observed out of context at any point in time by an independent speculator? What are we holding on to to prove and justify love that makes no sense? Ironic, isn’t…
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