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and we go through life with our eyes closed, holding on to what we know is each other, hoping against hope that the world will be kinder this time around, that the stories they told about true love are all true.
some days i know that this is it, that in you i have found something bigger than myself. and then some days i look at you and feel nothing but the fear of being left behind all over again.
and then in the midst of my delirium, you take my hand and say a really stupid, unfunny joke and then i'm brought back to reality and i find that my future is filled with weird inside jokes and laughter and food and life and this amount of love that overflows i have to share it, to give it. and it's okay, it all becomes okay.
if you, dear, maybe random reader, if you knew me, and knew me well, then you will know that it's all going to be okay has always been the only thing that i have been looking for. because below and beyond that is only momentary, and we all have our chances to feel elation and depression.
but this. this. not everyone has this. and i am blessed.
pauli na ta! dili na tugnaw dong oy, dili na.