Love is rarely easy.
It can be
a lot of work.
Sometimes it is even work
long after people might think
the work is over.

The work is not over.
I am still learning about
boundaries and reactions
and surprises.

I don’t remember all that well.

But I made a decision to love
and keep loving, and to be
made use of in ways
not really under my control.

Love is how people
you have not seen in ages
without even meaning to
can distract you completely
from what you
had meant
to be doing.

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