Even the most beloved person is only a part of my vast, boundless world. To say they are the entire world is to collapse something infinite into a single form. It's a self-imposed narrowing — one that cuts off the richness, aliveness, and possibility offered by the rest of the world. And it places an unbearable weight on the other person, burdening them with the impossible task of becoming everything: emotionally, physically, spiritually. No one can carry that.
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