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Rocky Kanaka
Maybe our love isn't a sitcom romance or TV trope.
You've been conditioned to believe that love is something you have to work for.
The crazy thing about modern love is that it makes everyone feel so replaceable. So forgettable. So disposable.
You will not find a love that is perfect, but you will find a love that connects.
You can love them and love them and love them, but still, you can't make them love you back.
To be loved, not lusted, is to be honored, not handled. 1 Thessalonians 4:3-5 There's a kind of connection that imitates love but lacks the depth to sustain it. Lust can spark quickly, burn brightly, and disappear without explanation.
But here's something we so rarely stop to celebrate: The love that we've lost.
This is your reminder that you do not need to apologize for wanting that kind of depth, that kind of certainty.
It's still difficult for me to write these words. I love you, and I miss you, and I think I always will.
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We outgrow those who make us feel like we're replaceable.
We love airports because they remind us how easy it all is - to leave, to return, to roam far, to stay close
