Loss
Music I heard with you was more than music,


Music I heard with you was more than music,



Last night, your memory stole into my heart—as spring sweeps uninvited into barren gardens,as morning breezes reinvigorate dormant deserts,as a patient suddenly feels better, for no apparent reason ….

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True love—that is, deep, abiding love that is impervious to emotional whims or fancy—is a choice.
