Love letter # 20

Afternoon sun – early autumn – breeze like a sigh. As I walk, it’s like you’re beside me – still at my shoulder – humming madly.

Oh you difficult witch, you had me spellbound.

It’s only now that I type it out – girl, do I miss you. But at least I know what the empty space is now.

Funny how the sunlight reminds me.





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