I want to leave. Run to her. I am obsessed. It is the only thing I can think of. The only thing I know. It is my truth… I am holding my hands open to you now, palms up. Place your hands in mine. Feel the pulse of shared experience. Trust me when I say that...
It’s scary. This love thing. The sweet vulnerability of extension. The naked of ‘here I am’. The tentative reaching of outstretched arms. The wide open of hope. We all get a little lost here. Wish we knew how to do it better. Wish it were cleaner and more gentle and a...
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