August 11, 2012

To The Heart

How could I take in the thickness in the air of the thirty-seated room. How can I make sense that sitting on these seats are human beings, some met recently, some met seven years ago, who decided that it was worth their time and space to come and occupy those places.

I don't have many words, but these are right.

I am loved.

And I cannot help but love in return, love as a verb, as a state of being.

And you, you convinced me to be brave and love without holdings. And I feel I could have said words directly to you last night. And I didn't. And I don't regret it because I don't have any.

Just.
Just.
Just.

It went in the right place.

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