Who is the great love of my life?
Let's face it, darling.
It's Just Me.

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Of all the loves past and future, not one has gone as deep as my own desire to fly. And only I can do that.
Friends and lovers and great loves and small; None of them can do more than present cliffs high enough to leap from. The greater the love, the higher the ledge from which to leap.
Who, though, will force me to fall and fly?
Only me.

There. is. no. greater. love. than my own pact with myself: Keep climbing, keep falling, keep on flying.
I minister that.
Who can heal me through the exquisite pain of crashing against rocks and realizing: I don't have to do this, I have wings.
Me. I do that.

Thank goodness.