you tell me of regretful days
you lived before we ever met;
and how you searched for something that
you'd never had, and couldn't get
and how you tried, and worked, and strove
through every new direction
to make, within the changing world,
some kind of real connection.
but searching -- that is what life is.
to understand what we've not known
requires in us sacrifice:
way out beyond our 'comfort zone',
we must explore. we trip, we fall.
each minus lost, each newfound plus,
becomes the person that we are:
you're human, love, like all
of us
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