love
holds hands with loss
and yet
for some reason
we return to love
we reach for it
time and time again
we sign the contract
take the oath
whisper those three words to strangers
we lean in
while knowing fully that loving someone
puts the heart in a precarious position
life is temporary
loss is inevitable
what makes us whole
can break us into a million pieces
but we know that from the start
we see it
we dread it
we accept it
then choose to love anyway
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