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Today I begin to understand
what love must be
...if it exists...

When we are parted
we each feel the lack of the other half of ourselves

We are incomplete
like a book in two volumes of which the first has been lost

That is what I imagine love to be:

                Incompleteness
                     In
                         Absence Today I begin to understand what love must be ...if it exists... When we are parted we each feel the lack of the other half of ourselves We are incomplete like a book in two volumes of which the first has been lost That is what I imagine love to be: Incompleteness In Absence
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