And stand together yet not too near together;
For the pillars of the temple stand apart.
Kahlil Gibran, "The Prophet"
Evenings are the hardest.
In brick-bound warmth, I write,
trying to balance light and dark,
past and future.
In the worst scenario,
we will not resolve our differences,
and perhaps I will never love again.
Yet, reflecting on our commitment,
I can still see a future with you.
I love you more than I thought
I could ever love anyone.
But I’m leaving it to you,
for my world can be comfortable,
with or without you.