The difference between being bound and being connected is perception.
His gentle exploration in search of every freckle sparked the realization that love does not equal pain.
Just like the dead limbs and overgrowth of trees, it is superfluous. Let it all go.
She looks at me and blames me for all of the ways that you don't love her.
We talk about what love is and what it isn't self-assuredly, telling each other what looks right and wrong.
Love is stillness quaked only by the leaves' cascading pirouettes.