Damn. Being a hermit is way different than having a lover. There's logistics and long conversations and waking up to poetry and going to sleep to poetry and having dinner at friends homes and laughing 'til your belly hurts and not having a whole lotta time to write in your blog and stoopid grins all the time and love shining over the whole planet, universe, every moment. I had more time. Now there's not enough time. Forever is just not long enough.
Forever...we'll just make it work, my love.
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