Some nights are for this.
For reading e.e. cummings in the bath. For looking at the moon behind the clouds. For pondering the meaning of life. What’s it all for?
“we are for each other: then
laugh, leaning back in my arms
for life’s not a paragraph
and death i think is no parenthesis”
It’s for what we give to each other. It’s for what we share, not what we have. It’s for what connects us, not what divides. It’s for this second, not tomorrow or next week or month. It’s laughter and leaning into each other’s strength.
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