Love is born into every human being;
it calls back the halves of
our original nature together;
it tries to make
one out of two and heal
the wound of human nature.
–Plato
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–Plato
You try to be faithful
And sometimes you’re cruel.
You are mine. Then, you leave.
Without you, I can’t cope.
And when you take the lead,
I become your footstep.
Your absence leaves a void.
Without you, I can’t cope.
You have disturbed my sleep,
You have wrecked my image.
You have set me apart.
Without you, I can’t cope.

― ❤️ Rumi, Love: The Joy That Wounds: The Love Poems of Rumi
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