journal · letter · new years resolution · prose


My Love,

I want you to know, before we let go, I need you to know how dear I hold you to me. That you make up a part of the world that lies within me. That you have helped to build and shape me. From the depths of love to the tragic heights of hope, the tranquil spaces in between our living moments. In the ecstasy of a kiss, the longing whisper of a wish – your contiguity has sculpted me. You have become an integral part of me. You always will be.






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