love yourself

My love, where did the time go? The length of your hair is evidence of the length of time we’ve spent apart; evidence of the lonely heart-aching, heart-breaking nights that have passed to be met with another morning sun without you.

My love, forgive my messy tears and I’ll forgive all the broken promises we made those many days ago on your porch and on the phone and at the park and in those letters we would write. Our promised Forever seemed possible while floating through our beautiful universe, only to be struck by a comet which sent us plummeting towards Earth’s atmosphere.

My love, I’m sorry for giving up but I held on until my hands bled. I tried to stick around but the glue had dried out a long time ago and our pages were left crinkled and ruined.

My love, thank you for loving me with all you had. Thank you for allowing our universes to collide and sharing a small part of your existence with me.

My love, my first love; I don’t expect you to say it or admit it but I will:

I am not Christian or Catholic or Lutheran or Jewish or Muslim.

I am a secular humanist.

“Secular Humanism: humanism, with regard in particular to the belief that humanity is capable of morality and self-fulfillment without belief in God.”

I do not believe in any God.

I believe in love. I believe in the human spirit. I believe in equality. I believe that we as humans have enough love, kindness, and generosity to spread our goodness and do our part to make this world a beautiful, accepting, loving place to live in…without the help of a divine power.