One of the things
you can never
escape is that really, truly
none of us knows
how to love.
We think we do.
We say we do.
We say I love you.
But we don't.
We are kind when it is appropriate
and honest when we want to be, but love
is a choice made with sacrifice
and surely we lack it.
Why? Why don't we love?
Because we don't know how.
Because it's scary and makes us vulnerable.
Because it's easier to just be nice.
Wednesday, November 20, 2002
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