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The Question Love Leaves Behind.(TQLLB)
<p>Fife woke in the middle of the night with that same familiar despair.</p><p>It had lingered for so long, it no longer startled her—it simply stayed.</p><p><br/></p><p>A quiet, stubborn feeling she could neither name nor escape.</p><p><br/></p><p>She had lost too much.</p><p>Her fiancé—to the cold hands of death.</p><p>Her father. Her mother.</p><p>Her best friend—one by one, taken by the same silent force.</p><p><br/></p><p>Grief no longer frightened her.</p><p>It had become something else—</p><p>a companion,</p><p>a shadow she had learned to live with.</p><p><br/></p><p>The pain.</p><p>The loneliness.</p><p>The uncertainty of each unfolding day.</p><p><br/></p><p>And somewhere between surviving and remembering,</p><p>questions began to grow.</p><p><br/></p><p>Questions she wanted answers to—</p><p>and at the same time, feared hearing.</p><p><br/></p><p>Questions not just for herself,</p><p>but for love itself.</p><p><br/></p><p>For what it means.</p><p>For what it endures.</p><p><br/></p><p>⸻</p><p><br/></p><p>“What would it be?” Fife whispers,</p><p>thinking of the man she once called hers.</p><p><br/></p><p>Would you still love me…</p><p>if I had one eye?</p><p>if my body was no longer whole?</p><p>if I looked nothing like the woman you chose?</p><p><br/></p><p>Would you still love me…</p><p>if I kept breaking myself?</p><p>if there was no space left for you inside me?</p><p><br/></p><p>I mean—</p><p><br/></p><p>Would you love me</p><p>if I betrayed you?</p><p>if I couldn’t love you back?</p><p>if I denied you before the world?</p><p>if my words became cruel enough to wound you?</p><p><br/></p><p>Would you still love me</p><p>if I could no longer stand,</p><p>no longer walk,</p><p>no longer be who I once was?</p><p><br/></p><p>⸻</p><p><br/></p><p>I wonder…</p><p><br/></p><p>Would you love me</p><p>if I could not show it?</p><p>if I forgot how to care?</p><p>if I lost my mind, my senses—</p><p>piece by piece?</p><p><br/></p><p>Would you love me</p><p>when everything turns against me?</p><p>when life collapses in on itself?</p><p>when I become nothing more than a body</p><p>without light?</p><p><br/></p><p>⸻</p><p><br/></p><p>These questions stay with me.</p><p>Not exaggerated—</p><p>just honest.</p><p><br/></p><p>I search for answers,</p><p>yet I resist them.</p><p><br/></p><p>Because if love is truly what we claim it to be,</p><p>then maybe…</p><p>it answers itself.</p><p><br/></p><p>⸻</p><p><br/></p><p>Fife exhales softly.</p><p><br/></p><p>“I wish you were here, my love.</p><p>Maybe then…</p><p>these questions would feel lighter.</p><p>Or maybe…</p><p>I wouldn’t need to ask them at all.”</p><p><br/></p><p>⸻</p><p><br/></p><p>These are my Would You questions.</p><p>And I only hope—</p><p><br/></p><p>you are listening.</p><p><br/></p><p>⸻</p><p><br/></p><p>From your love,</p><p>Fife ❤️🪽</p><p><br/></p>
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