This morning, as I was perusing the Book of Faces, I found a quote:
“I,” she says, “am always stuck. I am always stuck between giving people everything because I am dying to create meaningful relationships, and giving them nothing at all because then if they leave, at least I’ll be left whole.” — S.Z. // Excerpt from a book I’ll never write #138
And I felt sad reading this. And had one thought:
Can’t we just share, instead?
Instead of giving our lives to our partner, can’t we share them?
Instead of giving our love to our lovers, can’t we share it?
Instead of giving everything to our paramour, can’t we share it all?
Do we really have to just give it all away?