Let us rephrase,
For we’ll say it right this time
(& isn’t that what endings are for?):
We do not hope for no reason.
Hope is the reason for itself.
We don’t care for our beloveds
For any specific, singular logic,
But, rather, for the whole of them.
That is to say,
Love is justified by loving.
Like you, we are haunted & human.
You, like us, are haunted & healing.
What we feel to be true
Can only be understood
By what it does to the body.
The same as trees,
We, too, are shaped
By how we twist
Toward all that shoots
Us through with sun.
We truly are growing
Up & out of this hurt
If we’d rather char
Than chain this love.
Our only word for this is
Change.