We decorate each other graves!
We bring flowers, we light the candles...
We embellish the graves; you embellish mine and I embellish yours.
We keep our graves clean, you and I, with both of us still alive!
You and I represent two ruins.
Holding and supporting each other, leaning towards each other, depending on each other, hoping we won't perish, break down or collapse and fall into Nothing.
Where others see only debris, you and I experience all those who lived there, loved and hoped, loved and hated each other and themselves. They sometimes spoke the truth while hoped…. before they lost both.
They have worn out the House hoping!
But, as I said before: LIVED in it.
Now, we keep the stones together, you and I. Like we didn't know how to fix the building or want to.
But - we don't want to fix it!
We don't want to chase ghosts out of it. Who knows what we might be without them.
My Dear! Embrace my dead within me like I embrace your dead within you. All of them!
They are ours.
They need somebody to love them. Somebody has to love them!
Let's be their Father and Mother.
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