That’s love

It’s hard loving someone and letting them go . Yes you were their first love and you nurtured them to live . Unapologetic and fiercely independent so they can
stand on their own feet and express themselves and experience their own journey on this earth . It’s letting go that love is truly made up of . A coat embroidered with firsts followed by more . A tailoring of lengthening the material with darts to fit the structure of seconds , thirds and more of its kind . Truly loving another from the top of their head to their toes is found in freedom and choices  to find themselves with others and just watching as your own hand slips free . Not knowing
your own identity as you put on your own coat and tie up your your shoe laces hoping that you don’t trip yourself up on your own freedom . That’s love .