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  • i consumed myself
    i overwhelmed you
    i made us lonely
    it was the best thing i ever wrote
    despite of all that.

    sometimes, late at night, i take that piece of paper
    out of its secret hiding spot
    and unravel the binding
    the envelope and string
    the creases in the paper
    and become completely mesmerized by the handwriting
    how it looks just like my dad's
    intense
    but loving

    he would get angry sometimes because he loved us so much
    like the love was a burden
    that was choking him
    "why are you doing this to me?"
    it hurts sometimes, to love.

    if you were to ask me about it
    i would show you
    i would tell you how it's not just about love
    but it's about the space between

    the moment after you find your soul in someone else

    ----------------------> <--------------------- and the moment when you collect your bearings


    it was about cherishing it
    the person before you is good
    you see white light
    and will do whatever it takes
    to make that person happy
    even momentary.

    you will let good things happen to them
    no matter what your circumstances are

    it is the vow that i made to you
    not because we are with one another,
    but because we are one another

    because there is nothing that we could do about it
    or anything that we could do to change it.

    we are in it together, and we will do whatever it takes.
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