Love letter # 644

We give all our love to the girls of memory, because they are never further than a thought away. They walk beside us in the fiction of our conjuring, where our hearts are always true. Though we may be sexless and alone, we feel the rhythm of their sway in the beat of our blood. And now there is no fighting, no keeping of score. Neither are there failings, most of all ours. In this fashion, our love is a wave unhindered. For we have always known that to love is better than to be loved.    

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