You can’t hold what you love forever
I lay here with her in my arms.
My right arm tucked beneath her pillow. My left wrapped around her arms and chest.
I hold her close to my body. Her warmth, her softness, radiating within my grasp.
I love this woman. My best friend. The mother of my child. My first love. My only love.
But I can’t hold her forever.
To love something is to let go of the present moment. Trusting that’ll return. Knowing that it’ll return just a little bit different each time.
I can’t lay here and hold her forever. That is not love.