August 31, 2015

Heart of the matter

I can't remember what life was like before my boy. 

And that's just the thing. We hold on and resist change. We are, rationally so, scared to move forward because this is not a matter of the mind. 


Maybe to say, you can't remember what life was like before, is evidence enough that your heart is the one that needs you to leap; so that soon, you can wake up on the other side, and with a sigh of lightness say, I can't remember what life was like before you. 


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