Reciprocal into-me-see, the benefit of vulnerability that leads to true love. So why then does the voice in this poem prefer to plead the 5th over sodium pentothal?

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"So why did we fall out of love?"

There are many reasons that people fall out of love.

Unconditional

love twixt humans forever?

Perhaps, perhaps not.

Love is a state of being.

Beings constantly in flux.

I described the thoughts in that tanka thusly:

"Diana’s prompt for today happens to be an oxymoronic 'what are the conditions of unconditional love?' I suspect many have much to say on that topic. I have thought about people’s feelings on the subject and here is food for thought for you — love is a state of being — many feel one cannot fall out of true love — here’s the fallacy in that — many correctly believe that we are constantly changing — so, since love is a state of being, it is inconsistent to insist that one cannot fall out of true love. That one falls out of love does not mean the love was never true. That all describes my thoughts about love between humans."

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Connie, your poem today stands out to me as one of your best.