Once you've loved somebody,
really loved them,
can you ever really let them go?

Don't they become
a part of every decision you make,
drops of their opinions soaking into yours?

Doesn't your frame remember
the way to accommodate theirs,
and the buzz of energy they gave?

Doesn't that memory
of their hand in yours,
or the way their hair smelled,
or the completely vulnerable way they would whisper secrets
stay with you?

And even if you're married one day,
with children and a dog
and a job,
doesn't that long ago love stay love?

Because if it doesn't,
Doesn't that mean it was never really true love at all?

People think it's unacceptable,
But things really always are.
That's why there are so many liars
Don't lie to yourself.
You still love them.
And it doesn't mean you have to go back to them.
It just means you really loved them.
I won't call you lucky
or cursed.
You're both.
Love holds on. And that's okay.
In fact, it's all we really have.