Sunday, August 6, 2017

One Hundred and Twenty Seven

To love without wanting to possess the beloved. To be ready to lose her; because sooner or later we do lose her.

To love life without wanting to possess it. To be ready to lose it; because sooner or later we do lose it.  

I used to know how to do this. I used to do it well. But I’ve lived too long - or too much – to love anyone or anything now.

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