Happy Valentine’s Day
believed in the beauty of what a relationship could be (I still do) and I held on to a conception of blissful companionship in the arms of a woman who would be to my heart. The thought of how it would feel to hold in my arms someone with whom I could completely be me—and have my “us against the world love story” would at the same time be an equivocating giver of strength and sorrow….
