The Love

It’s always been a love of something. Perhaps I have never really understood. Maybe it was just a love of existing. Breathing and reacting to whatever came my way.

I never allowed myself self love or even like back then. There was always someone more worthy of adoration.

Things have changed. I have learned to love me and mine and would not have wanted anyone else’s journey.

Dennis Mantin

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