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Musings of a Mongoose - 6. New Love
Love.
I've come to understand that, no matter what, it will never be the same as it was. It cannot possibly be.
So, I either have to accept that and embrace the newness, knowing it will never be as great as it once was, that I will never feel so profoundly again.
Or, I can move forward, the comfort of my memories wrapped around me like a cloak, and realize that no new exploration is required for my happiness.
Because I still love, and it still keeps me warm. Whether by the light in his eyes or the fire in her soul, the warmth of his body or the dance of like-minded spirits.
My ghosts live on in me, and how can anyone possibly compare.
If I say I love you, I do.
Just not like that. How can I? I feel I can't possibly explain to you how hard it is for me, to realize I can't love you as much as you deserve. It hurts me to see you heartbroken.
And yet, I am a willing prisoner to my haunting.
I cannot love you as deeply as you love me. I never could.
For you are not him, and you are not her, and you are not him, nor him either. I danced four great dances in my life and remember them all, and I don't have another dance left for you.
I'm sorry I was too weak to resist you, and let you pull me onto the dance floor anyway.
It wasn't fair to you.
I'll pay for that sin, with only ghosts as company. May you find a different fate, my love.
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