Today I am sorry for expecting my idea of perfection from you.
Please forgive me, I am sorry, I love you.
I know that you can never give me my idea of you. Ideas are just thoughts.
I know that you can only give me You, because You are not an idea. You are You, real, alive.
…and You are enough… In fact, You are more than enough, You are everything; and everything to me. I don’t need to hold on to this everything, because you will never change from this, nor will I. You see, I am this everything too. I can no longer hold you separate from me, because I see that we are the same everything. One Love.
With Love,
From your separate self.
