Volume 2: Quantum Possession

It is a Truth to say that I have loved more than one person in my life. Each filled me with their love, their friendship, and in some cases, their desire, and when each left my life, it was as if I was upended. The honey of their love poured out onto the ground, where it mixed with the earth to become the new foundation on which I stood. Yet, honey has a way of clinging to the inside of its container, and such is the case with love. Thus, as my foundation grows, I yet carry inside me the sweetest residue of every love I’ve ever held. They remain mine and mine alone. Forever.

If I could apply quantum theory to receiving and possessing love, it would go something like this: in its unobserved state a thing can belong to everyone, but once observed, it belongs only to the observer. In this way, I and the expressions of my love are all in a state of quantum flux.

For me, the language of love sometimes lives in words. Sometimes it lives in the spaces between words. Sometimes the language of love lives in actions. I’ve discovered these different ways of communicating love through relationships and by degrees. I started blunt, passionate, excited. Over time, I learned limerence. I developed subtlety and patience. I learned to say with my eyes or my hands what once required my breath.

Early in my exploration of love and relationships, I was laying in bed with a girl whose honey would ultimately coalesce at my feet.

“I love the way you look at me.” she whispered.

I know that look, which is to say that I know what it feels like when I look at someone with love. Many others know that look as well: Friends, lovers, my wife, my daughter. That look is part of the way I love, and both look and love belong to everyone who has ever received them.

If you have received my love then it is yours to claim. You don’t share it with others. It is yours and yours alone.

Forever.