TWO TRUTH
TWO TRUTHS CAN COEXIST I'm a lover and a leaver. A loquacious woman and also a taciturn one. I can be amorous and still be pragmatic. I can feel deeply and think practically. I can want softness and still choose distance. I am, perhaps, the definition of the phrase: Two truths can coexist. I have seen men love. I have seen women love. I've seen men submit. I've seen women submit. I've seen people give themselves completely and others hold themselves back with both hands. And somewhere in all of that, I keep returning to a question: What, in the phrase “I love you,” is your love language? A great poet asked it once, and somehow, I have never quite stopped wondering. Because I love you can sound like so many things. Stay. Go. I will provide. I will listen. I will make space. I will protect. I will choose you. I will give you freedom. I will show up. I will touch you. I will understand you. I will make your life softer. Or sometimes, I love you simply means: I feel this ...