There’s this part of me I used to give away so freely, but now I hold it close because it truly differentiates me. I have this natural, genuine desire to understand those I love. I try to understand from them and when I cannot do it that way, I try to understand them through others. My mind never stops making connections, “Is this how they feel…”. It fuels the depth of every feeling I hold and is a gift I don’t think I’ve ever felt another give back to me.
Most people just don’t do this. So caught up in the cypher of self. But I keep this gift so close to me now. There are glimpses of it, but only 3 will ever experience it. 2 for now and maybe 1 in the future. And even then, I’ll only give it when I see glimmers of it in reciprocity – and that requires the epiphanies of others. A this is the real rarity – sadly. If it’s to be no other, so glad I’m in love with me.