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Love has damaged me, and I don't know if it's really my fault, or yours. Could I have given you this much power? You seem fine. I'm broken 1,500 miles away from you. This is a melting sensation. I follow puddles of my reflection every time I have to run an errand. 

- In the oranges - in laundry detergent. In cereal - in muffins. I see you in the popcorn and then again in the string cheese. If I've poured so much of my mind into something so empty, how would I ever believe in Love again?

Only humans look at time,

as any sort of indicator,

of how we should be living.

In a moment, there is nothing and

everything. How can that be so?

You see. A moment is the universe

conspiring for us, in a moment we

are the only thing and nothing

all at the same time. How do you

try to understand the things that

you cannot touch - you cannot see.

The air around me, the air around you -

how we beg to understand

why it is there instead of being grateful

that it protects us in this

space, forgivingly and without judgment.

Infinity is the time we have to choose

to not measure. We are infinite, we are

everything that is around us, and 

where there is a body and soul, there is

more to explore. It is freedom.

Infinity is freedom, to just, be.