the most simple of things.

Between you and me, there is just the most simple of things: Love.

(And I say simple, because it is easy, and natural, and ever-lasting. It is there without either one of us working at it, as if it was a fact of life, a way of being. We could never despite each other or become angry: our appreciation of one another will always be greater than any mistake we might make.)

Published by Eliza

Writing helps me find myself.

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