I wish my heart had more in common with my hands.
I am clumsy with both, true, but I find it so easy to let things go
with my hands that I sometimes drop everything without meaning to
whereas my heart…my heart doesn’t know how to let go of anything.
So many years have passed and I am still holding on to you as though we did not agree to go our separate ways. I have so much to learn about how to love.