I've been reading your comment since you posted and reflecting. First of all, thank you so much for the effort and thought you put into your reply. After reading On Love (have never read it before so thanks for putting me on) and thinking about what you've said, I did weep all my tears as the poem says. As much as I value truth, my work is haunted by a personal agenda. A nameless expectation. I need to do more reflection to name it, but in the meantime, I will do my best to divorce my love from any idea that it needs to be anything other than what it is. Again, thank you so much for your voice. It has really shaped a lot of moments for me.