When you love someone, is it theirs for good? It’s real then, so is it real still, and real later? Or is it something that fades a little here and there and gets stronger just the same? When the relationship ends, is it a part of you that you leave behind, or do you get to take it along to give to someone new? Or is it a pizza–you give a slice to one person, and when you move forward, you have one less a slice to give? Is it a trade you can only partake alive?
Until you run out of pizza slices…is it possible to run out of pizza slices? Maybe it’s something you can make more of, again and again.
Roll the dough,