Beyond this, beyond this.
You know, yesterday, this kid gave me a hug. The awkwardness of his hug made my heart ache. The innocence of his awkward hug left my own heart red and bare.
All I wanted to do was protect him from the world, where it all happens.
His innocent love was too vulnerable, too much to bear.
A woman took my cardigan away and brought it back, the seams all mended.
This is beyond it all, I thought. This is where I always want to be. In this space, this time, this moment, when it is beyond everything.
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