hardly an expert

Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love

William Shakespeare, True Love

if i were asked what love is, i would say,
ask the blind for the colour of their eyes,
or the deaf for the timbre of their voice,
as they may have more to say than i do.
after all, two decades of marriage hardly
make me an expert, especially right before
divorce.

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