olive branches

my love

I still like the way you look at me.

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In the empty space between us, I feel the heaviness of our years together. They stretch backward and forward, invisibly gathering the peaks, valleys and plateaus of life with little regard for the toll they take on a person, on a marriage.

I am covered in spaghetti sauce stains and insecurity; my hair is knotted and so is the pit of my stomach.

Suddenly I am fragile. There are a few broken pieces on the floor.

9 comments:

  1. WOW. So simple and so true. Thank you for writing simple truths so that I can take note of the things that matter in my life. Thanks for writing.

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  2. This is so beautiful. Means a lot.

    Thanks so much for your sweet comment!

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  3. this is one of the best posts ever. really. so glad to have found you.

    xo
    maggie

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  4. This is (beautiful, awesome, amazing) - I can't seem to find the right word, so suffice it to say, REALLY good.

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  5. I'm so glad that it resounded with you -- thanks for letting me know.

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  6. This brought tears to my eyes. Very sweet. Very real. Very true.
    Thank you.
    Greta

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  7. You startle with simplicity and tender honesty that crumbles the facade of life, and directness that visually evokes bittersweet emotion.
    So much with such few words.

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  8. oh wow. i loved your words to go along with the photo. such genuine heart on the page.

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