Dear J, I just wanted to say thank you for being my friend & caring & laughing & living out loud & going along for the ride & being a good sport & supportive & beautiful & for being you & really, real. I love you, B
The true colour of life is the colour of the body, the colour of the covered red, the implicit and not explicit red of the living heart and the pulses. It is the modest colour of the unpublished blood. Alice Meynell [British poet and essayist, 1847–1922] “The True Colour of Life,” Essays (1914)
"We die to each other daily. What we know of other people is only our memory of the moments during which we knew them. And they have changed since then. To pretend that they and we are the same is a useful and convenient social convention which must sometimes be broken. We must also remember that at every meeting we are meeting a stranger." T. S. Eliot's The Cocktail Party
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Dear J, I just wanted to say thank you for being my friend & caring & laughing & living out loud & going along for the ride & being a good sport & supportive & beautiful & for being you & really, real.
I love you, B
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