"Thank you for being so understanding" and my tears welled up and flowed.  So being understanding is harder for me than I usually let on?

To simply take it as is.
To be certain of the impermanence.
I watch and feel this river flow; in time it will cut deep.
But I don't need to exist as the banks.  Perhaps I should join the river and flow into the sea.  There will be lakes.  And oak trees.  And faery and Elroy.