moment upon moment

we are not kids,

her and I,

we both know about

these things,

and while I may be

unsure of many things,

there is one thing

I am sure of,

and that is;

there is no right or wrong

when it comes to things

like this,

people are

what they are,

and you either learn

to accept that

or you don’t;

I do not love her

for the past,

I do not love her

for the future;

I love her

for the moment;

for who she is

when she is with me;

not when she isn't;

these moments have built

upon one another,

until they become

hours,

then days,

then months,

then years,

eventually becoming

a lifetime;

for that

is what love is;

moments

piled upon moments;

a touch,

a look,

a smile,

a laugh,

a tear,

a kiss,

a word;

caught up

in a moment.

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