Maybe the shine is fading,
the delightful shimmer of something new slowly dimmed to a quiet glow.
The bitter edge of reality creeps in; the looming threat of potential consequence or regret slowly fills our mouths.
I taste it even now.
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I wish I was someone who could just take things as they were, to let life “just happen” without searching for the millions of strings that lead to what could be.
To experience existence “in the moment” without feeling the weight of every possible pitfall.
It is increasingly challenging to live if one attempts to live in the future.
(Maybe, I can learn to let go).
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I love you, so you know.
You are so dear to me, someone I cherish with every fiber of my being.
And how wonderful it is that I may hold you closer to my heart, pressing my skin against yours and welcoming all that had felt so far away.
(In my affection, I hope you understand, is a metered cord of concern. I have seen glimpses of your vices and know how easy it would be for either of us to abuse this connection. I believe that is what I am most afraid of, that one or both of us would crumple up this thing I find so meaningful and diminish a friendship that I place so much trust in.)
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I am fully committed to having a good time
but also an ethical and meaningful time
I hope that we may face each other with sincerity
And that when we step away, we do so whole as the day we began
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(A wish, for my future self and yours)?
Extraordinarily Ordinary 