Hands Unheld

I have known real love, true love. And I can imagine a lifetime where I did not, and the potential of that reality terrifies me. That there are people walking this earth who have never found their obsession; never given of themselves to another and had that energy returned in kind; never known the union of two souls in perfect synchrony.

The understanding of the things we have and not taking them for granted, instead using them to better know those who are without what we are with. This is wisdom, and wisdom is sadness.


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