Letters to My Lover #1
Lovers in the night.
We were lovers in the night.
The stars shone upon us who dared follow their whims, to meet their wagers of folly and fate.
Dear _,
Perhaps it was star-crossed from the beginning. A joke of the universe. The heavens colluded to let us meet and just as quickly let us part.
Perhaps it was all my wishful thinking.
But, Lover, do you know? Do you know how much I felt with you? How much I believed?
If quantum worlds exist, I saw them then — under the night sky in your arms. I saw a future of Us, brilliantly clear.
You may never realize how significant this was. I’d never wanted the homely life; painful memories abound. Yet, deep down — it’s clear to me now — I crave commitment and longing and respect.
