“Maybe love is only there for a month.
Maybe love is there for every firework, every birthday
party, every hospital visit.
Maybe love stays.
Maybe love can’t.
Maybe love shouldn’t.
Love arrives exactly when love is supposed to, and love
leaves exactly when love must.
When love arrives, say, ‘Welcome, make yourself comfortable’
If love leaves ask her to leave the door open behind her
Turn off the music, listen to the quiet
Whisper, ‘Thank you for stopping by.’”
Sarah Kay and Phil Kaye, Project VOICE
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