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One day
I will understand,
I hope,
why you and I,
are you and I.
It’s not an easy answer.
That much I know.
Easy would be
understanding,
and trusting,
and accepting.
We don’t,
often,
do these things.
Except,
that’s not true.
We trust,
in the important things,
but not
the little.
We accept
the other as an individual,
but not
in disagreement.
And we never
understand.
Its funny,
isn’t it?
That we are still
you and I,
an us,
a friendship.
I don’t pretend
to understand it.
But
I suppose,
that in the end,
after you hurt,
and
I hurt,
and
we hurt each other,
all the matters are
the big things.
The important ones.
The ones that say,
I love you,
no matter how much
that little thing
made me want
to cry.
