Love," He Said, "has The Longest Arms.

Prayers Are Answered In One Of Four Ways,” She Said. “yes. No. I Have Something Else In Mind. And . . .” She Paused Long Enough For My Impatience To Show. “and What’s The Fourth Answer?” “wait,” She Said.

Chromosomal Dance Oh, Heavenly Happenstance Rare Creation, You -marcus (poetry Spam #22)

I Don't Know If She's Making The Right Choice, But It's Not My Choice To Make. I Promise To Support Her, Whatever She Decides. Because That's What Sisters Do.

And Yet I Know I Am Too Young, That We're Too Young, For Me To Live My Life Only As It Relates To You. If You Had Asked Me To Marry You The Night You First Told Me About Your Acceptance, I Would Have Embraced Princeton As Part Of A Larger Plan That Involved Me. I Probably Would Have Reacted Differently. I Might Even Had Said Yes. Alas, You Didn't Ask Me Then. You Made Plans For Your Future Without Me In Mind, And That's Okay. But How Can You Now Ask Me To Arrange My Life Around You?

Since I’ve Known You, You’ve Been Spinning And Spinning And Spinning Into All These Various Personas, And None Of This Self-exploration And Experimentation Has Given You A Sense Of Peace. I’ve Known You For Six Years, Intimately For Four, And I Still Have No Idea Who I’m In Love With.