I Have Something to Say
[i]My letter to him..[/i]
[b]Let me leave these words here, and never speak of them again.[/b]
Once upon a summertime, I burst into splendiferous flame; amidst the fear and suspicion of letting someone in, despite my lifetime of protestations, I was filled with petals and teardrops, lustful cries of unfathomable proportions, craving skin and words and blankets and you.
6 months.
Six tiny little months.
The deep cavernous walls of the stories we built, the gripping elation and unforced smiles.
Gosh, you taught me so very much about how to love, and how to be loved.
You left me like a leaf floating in the wind with no direction. I wonder what I did. Should I weep? Should I be sad? Should I at least be a little bitter, even if only to attach a momentary glimpse of ordinary cliché?
No. I shan’t.
I shall just say thank you for giving me something that no one else ever bothered to. Myself.
May your days be filled with sunshine and perfect waves. May your mind only ever be filled with the certainty that you were loved, unexpectedly, and without expectation. And may your smile always brighten the day of whoever is fortunate enough to be stood in its view.
Yours,
Jx
[b]Let me leave these words here, and never speak of them again.[/b]
Once upon a summertime, I burst into splendiferous flame; amidst the fear and suspicion of letting someone in, despite my lifetime of protestations, I was filled with petals and teardrops, lustful cries of unfathomable proportions, craving skin and words and blankets and you.
6 months.
Six tiny little months.
The deep cavernous walls of the stories we built, the gripping elation and unforced smiles.
Gosh, you taught me so very much about how to love, and how to be loved.
You left me like a leaf floating in the wind with no direction. I wonder what I did. Should I weep? Should I be sad? Should I at least be a little bitter, even if only to attach a momentary glimpse of ordinary cliché?
No. I shan’t.
I shall just say thank you for giving me something that no one else ever bothered to. Myself.
May your days be filled with sunshine and perfect waves. May your mind only ever be filled with the certainty that you were loved, unexpectedly, and without expectation. And may your smile always brighten the day of whoever is fortunate enough to be stood in its view.
Yours,
Jx
