How can I say it? Should I say it? Is it true? Does it stand in its own right? Shining like a time less light, like eternal life in love for all things. How can this be the same to say; I love her, I’ve loved her, and I want to love her again, actively again, new life in experience, all over again; Press play and repeat again.
Is this love true, truer than love that has already passed? Through this now, As experienced by my lower self, as a love that’s already lost, when love is It’s never lost. All those I’ve loved, and those I love that I’ve never met. The time and the place should not matter, whether I have this polar physical expression of love’s lower manifestation. Should it really matter? If I love her so, Then; we are together, somewhere, some place, just not in this now.
In my limited self, the one that sits residing here, perceiving this small moment, Separate, from its greater whole, it feels now that I’ve felt it, that I’ve felt it again In another separation, another fraction of this greater whole, another infinite reflection. But in her I see, my past loves have come together and when we stand together, I feel like it’s always been this way, with us here, standing together.
I see in you five of my loves not really lost, so when you meet another, so now you really know, this is why I think I really love her so, because in now I have grown, now I really show, all that I’ve learned in making myself up to me, they way I am now, towards the way I’m going to be.
I’ve known you forever but now we’re together, but really now, this is where I should see. Expand my present to my future and my past, envelope my perception of all the moments past, to the greater perspective, in communion with the greater whole. There is nothing lost, just because I’m not with her. Before you were another.
It’s as if I’ve been always talking to you, but I confuse you with them. When I should stand back and see, this is how it is, this is how it could be. I don’t need to be attached, because we are all inextricably linked. I’d never lost you, because I never needed to find you, because you are in me, and I am in you. We are one, in all and the same. The infinite reflections of each other. We’ll be here forever, we never need change, or to press each other, to show each other that we’re really all the same. “I am another you” I said the Mayans said, and we are all each other.
So we are really all together, because we are all together: Forever together in each other.
I don’t need to take you, to be with you when I am with you, to further perpetuate this material embrace, when all look to see, when I’m gazing at your face. All those others, that live in your eyes. Your just another, and they’ll always be an other.
But if I am meant to stay, to be in this world, because I have a part to play, then you could be the one, for this life over. To let each other grow, and become one another.
I love you. Is that all there’s left to say? I’ll always love you; we don’t really need to say; It’s been lovely loving you, so long my lover, until we meet again, when I see you in another.
