Love stays.
At least mine does.
I choose to love.
No matter what.
Being ghosted hurts.
Every time.
Yet, the love stays.
You all matter to me.
Everybody.
Friend or foe.
Gay or straight.
Rich or poor.
Believer or atheist.
ALL matter to me.
So, I sit.
Arms outstretched.
Never folded.
Shoulder ready.
Hand extended.
Here today.
Here, tomorrow?
God knows but He’s not telling.
loving whosoeverwill,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
