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compassion.What a wise man Jay Bell must be.Also good at writing books that leave me utterly destroyed, listlessly thumbing through photo galleries of natural disasters, hoping for the moment my angstplosion is put into a more manageable perspective.I dont understand all the railing and hissing for Tims character in Something Like Summer.I never did.Love can be desperate. Love doesnt always win over fear.It never wins over death at all.***My mother found out Id been sneaking the love of my life into my tiny bedroom in my grandmothers house.My granny knew—we kept it from my grandfather—but once my mother found out she made granny choose: your grandson, or your daughter.I had to leave.My boyfriend wept like a baby, watching me pack up my things and tidy up the space. He took pictures, and cried even harder. I cupped a cheek with a dusty hand, and asked him as tenderly as I could why he cried if we still had one another.He said it wasnt right. He said it wasnt fair. And:This was where it at all started for us.And it was.Our first of everything that was everything together happened in that tiny room.Maybe he sensed something I did not, but I was upbeat, and positive.This wasnt the end for us.It was a new beginning, somewhere else, and we could take what we loved about the past and cherish it next to the new memories we would make together.It was harder than I thought.But I know I was right.And Jay Bell is right.Love is love. It doesnt die, and it isnt exclusive. It can change, but it isnt finite.It never ends, and somewhere a child of some new family—or even some broke hipster, maybe—lays their head in the room where my mother said goodbye, and my lover said yes, and all my worlds beginnings came and went at once, in the house where my granny died without me.
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