“I thought that this was what love meant,
a struggle to possess when we only fully possess ourselves,
a need to have another person exactly how you want them,
an unwillingness to accept that everything is impermanent.”
I salivated over these lines because they hit the nail onto my skull:
The measure in which we can love another in a way that brings them life, is a reflection of our relationship with permanency and our understanding of impermanency.