Intellectually, I understand the teaching of impermanence. I get that everything changes. I understand that relationships are no exception to the rule.
Open your mouth wide so the fem-fire inside you can climb your tongue and ride your breath straight into the rooms where attack-plans are made and signs painted with slurs are hand-crafted out of thick, religion-validated and institutionalized racism and politically sanctioned, xenophobic sludge.
Let what you create on the outside be an expression of what you are on the inside, rather than an attempt to fill a void that you feel within. Get the inside right and the outside will fall into place.