I was talking about my old boyfriend Cosmo.
He's dead now, but I loved him.
I'm reminded that I love broken people.
The shy, the insecure, the frightened.
When I get disappointed in love,
I remember over and over, not to get
attached to the outcome.
Today I understand love.
Unconditionally, I go on loving and that's the gift.
Stay there Rosebud!
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