Past, Present and Future of a Baby Bear.

I can’t judge you by your past. I was not entitled to do that; neither could I care–because I was never part of it. What matters is the present, the now, and since that one fine day our paths crossed. Nevertheless, I admire you with the manner you strived to live your present despite of the ever lingering past. What you have been through was neither easy nor painless. Yet, you chose to live at that juncture of the past and the present. It amazes me how you handled it; even more as you realized what it is to be valued. What you do and what you are right now inspire and strengthen me. Your present shared with me, taught me that love can run sweeter than what lovers do. I fear, however, that one day both of us shall grow–must grow–to live our own lives. I fear that day when I shall become–and inevitably must become–only a thing of your past.

(for baby bear, after a night out)