There are never enough dollars. Too few apologies or heroes. Minuscule softness. Scarce amounts of words that do some justice to get your point across. Nonexistent fearless listening. Not enough time for confrontation, healing, closure, understanding, reparations. Too little time for life. Never enough ok for ok’s sake. Definitely no safety for good. And barely any deliberate truths. No time to see it through or work it out. Omission of open questions and justice. There just is.
Thankfully I just am. That’s more than enough.
Love this, love you.
And love you!