We loved each other, but I was loyal to love and she was loyal to me. I loved love more than I loved her. She loved security more than me or love. What she felt I felt but then we had to ask that feeling what exactly we had.
Love replied: “I am neither therapist or oracle . The desire, respect and consideration you share are enough. Death always comes sooner than expected. Whatever you have now, make last. Regret only those things never tried.”
Copyright: 2015 by Timothy Herrick