The in Between
I don't want to fall in love with your hands, neither do I want you to fall in love with my body. I want you to fall in love with my nothingness and the in-between. Love me regardless of the things that are made known upon first sight, and love me based on your discovery with time. See, I know seasons change and feelings fluctuate — earthly seasons are evidence of this — so I want you to love me as seasons change. I don't want to fall in love with your words and the possibilities of what you can be, and I do not expect the same of me. Love me regardless of the things that are made known upon first sight, and love me based on your discovery with time I want you to love me with a love that transcends beyond the body, soul, and mind one that is unaffected by seasons and time.
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