Love is enough: though the world be a-waning,
And the woods have no voice but the voice of complaining,
Though the skies be too dark for dim eyes to discover
The gold-cups and daisies fair blooming there under,
Though the hills be held shadows, and the sea a dark wonder,
And this day draw a veil over all deeds passed over,
Yet their hands shall not tremble, their feet shall not falter:
The void shall not weary, the fear shall not alter
These lips and these eyes of the loved and the lover.

- William Morris

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// Tuesday, February 21

we sat silently, like a still image.
teary-eyed, swollen face;
steamed, worn;
numb, used;
hidden.

we sat, a distant apart.
without a word, nor sound.
each of us living a miserable life..
i kept silent.

take it in, and brush it away.
that's all i tell myself.
but you're like a sponge.
soaking all my spirit away.

my heart's a void.
but it still hurts.
and i pray for you.
i pray for you, my family.

scripted at 8:52 PM