When you love
someone...
You do not love them
all the time...
In exactly the same
way...
or from moment...to
moment.
We have so little
faith...
In the ebb and flow
of life...
of love...and of
relationships.
The only real
serenity...
that one can
receive.
Is not in owning or
possessing...
Not in demanding or
expecting.
But by being
understanding...
And allowing one
another to be...
Just who they
are...in their own
way.
In their own time.
