Love letter # 40

It is strange to wake up without hope. Liberating. Now at last I am free to love you as I may. No waiting by the phone. No hanging on Facebook. Just love – and moving through the day. Not weary. Not fretful. Unshackled.

This is your final gift to me. Yesterday, my longing was choked with ash. Today, my love breathes freely. Tomorrow, I will light a candle for you, and it will burn forever.

You are the guiding star. I am but a traveller making his way. And even without you – still I am not lost.

The cynics, the cruel talk, the friends who say told you so – they won’t even put a scratch on you. I know what’s true. I was there. That’s why I’m able to thank you for everything.

You made a difference. I will never be the same.