The Justice of Love

…If I ever hurt you, do not let me be until there is some kind of justice in it.

We make our own justice, those of us who love and leave love — for whatever reasons.

Is not the absence of a loved one justice enough?

Is not the torture of having left, of being blind to our lover’s ways, of missing their movements, the flow of their minds, the smell of their skin, the union of bodies and minds and souls —

Is this not justice enough?

Justice will find you; so mourn as you will the loss of one loved, who loved you true, who loved you until the day of her final parting, who thought more of you than of any other being, who loved you more than any other soul —

Whose soul still loves you,

Whose soul still craves you,

Whose soul still aches for you,

Whose soul is clambering to find you, anew —

But whose mind and heart and body could no longer bear the lingering absence of you.

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