An Early Valentine

I read a friend’s journal and became sad. My friend, I offer this to you, as evidence that you are not replaceable in this world.

But also, for everyone else who is reading this, this is for you too.

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My dear, you are worthy.
My love, you are loved.
My friend, you are necessary.

There is a piece of my heart and my world that you hold up, just by existing. The day that I met you, that piece was born; without you, particular you, that piece would die. This piece is your gift to me, and to everyone you have ever loved and who has ever loved you. There is nothing that you can do or undo to change that. This piece will always belong to you.

Without you, that piece of my world would fall apart. And all the other pieces of other people’s worlds that you have made in your time on this earth would also collapse. The world would cease to be as it is, would lose a part of itself, without all the little pieces of heart that you have sparked into being, just by being you.

You my darling and beloved friend
You the keeper of a piece of me

You are enough
You are embraced
You are loved.

[This post was imported on 4/10/14 from my old blog at]