They're right. I forgot. For a minute there... I forgot everything I ever was. I became someone else who knew nothing of love as a force, only an item.
I had forgotten that it is not divided through the sharing. It grows.
I could make excuses. I can analyze the psychology and the time line. Still. The reasons only matter if I do something about it. No point chatting it out if I expect everyone else to do the work. None at all.
I'm on my own on this one. I have to work it out. I know that.