We can do anything we want in the entire world. We can compare ourselves to our past, future, and ideal selves, but not to one another. We can make history and change the future. We can work hard and make money and not be made to feel bad about it by others. We can choose what to believe in and not suffer for it.
We can say what is really on our minds and in our hearts in the safe moonlit darkness when we first climb into bed at night.
We can build a home together and fall in love again for the first time, forever.
The rain will make the flowers bloom.
"You fill me with joy," I said.
"Did you read that in a christmas card?" he asked, after a while. But his smile before responding gave him away.