email
photosemailphotosI'm not good with words. In the same breath, nor am I good at communicating through actions. However,
"You are the bane of my existence, and the object of all my desires."
I love you in every sense of the word. I know this because I see you. Reflected across everything I touch, everyone I meet. Nothing compares to you, and I don't say this lightly. I want nothing but the best for you. Whether that involves me or not, I pray for your happiness above all. Your happiness, your comfort.
You work so hard. The world is heavy on your shoulders, but I won't pretend to understand. I can only offer you this---my presence. Although not physical, I hope my effort reaches you. God, help me write this letter.
I love you unconditionally. I love you irrevocably. Let me be the sea on your sand. The water in your pipes. Flowing through you. Being a constant. In this cycle of living, let me be the cycle because life is not promised. I want to fade into you, provide you with warmth on the coldest of nights. I envy the moonlight on your skin, and the stars that speak to you. But there is a fine line between this envy and my longing. My longing which isnt consuming but enduring. My darling, what I see in you is as soft as a feather. You are an angel touched by mortality. Delicate. I cling to you like a leaf to a tree.
I can be wild. I hold hands with chaos, and I let the wind that dances on the ocean waves guide me through life. Yet, Id dedicate myself to you at the word. For you, I would sit down if that is what you needed. God, I would cry for you, get on my knees for you, plead guilty for an unknown crime. If I don't make it to Heaven, I am rest assured that I seen divinity across your flesh. Your eyes might as well be engraved into my veins. I am completely undone before you, with no intention of leaving. Nor would I even with intention. Why?
The answer is this.
I do not simply love you. I am not...SIMPLY in love with you. I am completely entangled in it. I hold the reigns, and I have tied them to my ankles. I chose this. I choose to love you. I choose you. Torn. L'amour de ma vie.
Completely yours,
Mikaela.
click the mail icon!!!
