Pondering love.
Such a comfy state.
When one is together.
The song mickey has a line:"you take me by the heart when you take me by the hand" and its so true.
There's an emptiness when one is apart.
Going back in time, there's a huge ache, grief when it breaks apart. Possibly visualise like when one rips a loaf of bread in half both halves have jaggered edges. Maybe why when relationships end there's all the constituents of grief - anger, sadness, denial, bargaining, depression. Sometimes so intense that they are all piled ontop of each other all at once.
Love stitches two people together. Healing the torn wounds of the soul. Creating something new. Close. Very close. Two become one.
All of this is a selfish love. It's all about me. Even when Freddie Mercury crys:"find me someone to love", it's all about him.
In the silence I ask myself, what does she want? What does she need? What does she feel? What can I do for her?
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