all is well only time will tell is she well? do you ask to define her or to further understand why she no longer can confide in others attempting to define intimacy placing love in several endeavors she has lost the denotation of a natural organic salvation. who let you define her without her did you know they would be lined up. you don't know her true value and now she can no longer find it. I now know none of us do real love never fails and not one of us prevailed. dear future self love has failed you recollect because in the end you were still you without it.
You know the first few questions one asks, when they meet someone new: What do you do? Where are you from? Where do you live? Then they eye your clothes, how do you dress up. They give a verdict based on what they hear, what they see. That's who you are.
I don't have an answer for these anymore. I gave up on my previous identities. Left my job 2 weeks ago. A job that gave me a certain identity for 8 years; a brand name, a comfort zone. Left my clothes behind, donated or gave some to friends. Clothes that defined me; my hippie skirts, my tweed professor jacket. And finally, leaving the country I lived for 8 years. In just 2 days.