Thank you for the sentiment
Life is oh so circular
Which is funny cause we live on a sphere
I am in awe of it

Love is everywhere
in everything
it descends
like tongues of flame, like rain

Mostly, I think, love is an act of creation
and nothing that is created can ever truly be destroyed
even if only alive in memory
until the end of our earth—
which, given her history,
seems infinite
She might kick us out, but she ain’t goin down

Yes I can be very very fucking confused
about love
given how it has burned me
But I don’t want to be sad about you
I don’t want to carry that around
I don’t want to be hardened
I don’t want to be cynical or jaded or broken
I don’t want to tell some poor schmuck he was a lot of fun
after midnight, drunk
highlighting the fact that while I was just having fun, he was falling in love

So I choose to heal
I choose to free myself
from the cycle of I hurt you hurts him hurts her
I choose to see beauty and let it see me until we become one and inseparably free
and I’m going to keep learning
and loving—the kind that’s both selfless and self-preserving