“I’m
in love with you, and I’m not in the business of denying myself the simple
pleasure of saying true things. I’m in love with you, and I know that love is
just a shout into the void, and that oblivion is inevitable, and that we’re all…
well, that there will come a day when all our labor has been returned to dust,
and I know the fire will swallow the only earth we’ll ever have, and… that I am
in love with you.”
I can’t tell you how many times I’ve heard this said, over
and over, to our fences…. I… I… am speechless… (sniff)
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