love
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The Eighth Of Nine
Can we be friends, stranger? Again, I ask. I ask with a heart full of love long lost and moments begging to form memories…again. I ask with a lip long sealed and words begging to be said…again. I ask because 365 days counted twice is enough to have silence make words. I ask because I… Continue reading
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The Seventh Of Nine
I love it when you tell me we’ll figure it out together. In all honesty, we’ve grown a love with hands and legs—a love with blood and flesh. Together we’ve made art and have given it life. 2020 was quite the year for me. I met many others; you were and have been among the… Continue reading
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The Sixth Of Nine
In August of 2020, I read your first letter to me. It was our 5 years of friendship (I doubt if you remembered that), I read through the letter and all I understood was LOVE in its strongest form, love in friendship, love in us, love in words, love in what we carry on as… Continue reading
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The Fifth Of Nine
Before the world saw me, you already did. Before the storm, you already existed and after it? You weren’t any different. Through the trouble, you’ve been my peace. Before the life after him, you were and you’ve remained. You’ve held my hands through it all. They often use the term “day one” and you, you’ve… Continue reading
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The Fourth Of Nine
In you I understood love in the space between the life we live in and the one after now. I understood love in grief and wholeness in memories. I felt love in the world that exists in my head and joy in the one you were a part of. I miss the love you taught… Continue reading
Delight Chilegide Olumati 