I'd like to think we have many dimensions.
love has many dimensions.
hate has many dimensions.
family.
friends.
foes.
we all have dimensions.
it takes patience to discover one another's dimensions.
they remain hidden.
as people, we do not walk around with them showing.
they hold our secrets.
our fears.
our greatest hopes.
sometimes dimensions break.
and with them, so do people.
but in the same way,
when more dimensions are created,
more of a person is developed.
