Nothing is One Way

6 Sep

There is no human to human love that is unconditional. Not because you are my brother or my mother. Not because you are a child. Not because we’ve known each other for ten years. Love has boundaries. Everything else is romantic delusion.

Even when we say no expectations, we expect to be respected. We expect to be heard, to be equal, to not get smothered in fire. Love is like joy and sadness and anger. It comes, it goes, it is triggered. It swells and it deflates, sometimes to the point of rot and uninflatability.

My love has reasonable conditions.


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