June 11, 2003

A Love Letter to ____ _. _____:

My Dearest _____,

Do you think I have forgotten my love for you? How could you ever imagine such a thing? Even for an instant? That such a momentary lapse of feeling could even exist in a love as strong as mine...it would be impossible...as impossible as my love for you seems hopeless.

I gaze upon you in my dreams, _____,, for it is only in my dreams that I feel safe to do so...such attempts made while waking would surely cause my heart to leap from my breast and post itself upon my sleeve for all to see! And know...

I'll not risk your laughter - your mirth at my expense! So I take the hand that hope extends to me, even if falsity be all it has to offer...for, in the end, I would rather have hope betray me than truth vanquish me.

I would rather walk blind through this life and be with you in spirit, than to open my eyes and see that truth I try so hard to ignore - that you stand by the side of another.

Will you ever get the chance to read this letter, this billet-deux? Will your spirit somehow guide you to my words, and will you know it is I who wrote them? Or will you question its authorship, nay, its very authenticity? That one could even feel such love and still go on living, so crushing is the doubt of reciprocity? Even so, my love lives on in the shadows of such doubt.

Don't you look upon my face and see my painted on smile - that smile that fools everyone into thinking I am happy without you - and be fooled by it yourself! Don't you dare! I pray that you will look deeper...look deeper, and see what lies beneath the lies the world is lulled into viewing...for it is there the fires of my love do burn. For you, and for you alone.

Alone, as I am without you.

With all the eternal love I have to give, I am...

Yours Forever,

The Soul of ___________

[submitted 06/12/03]