Love letter # 195

It doesn’t feel like a lifetime – but it is. One minute we were new. Now? Here. Silent. Wondering.

We looked away – surely it was just for a moment – and when we looked back everything had changed. The same, but different; and somehow, time had passed. That almost touchable day that was just yesterday…now years away.

And look…even the angels are getting old.

But we are more than remnants of half remembered splendour. Because we are still here. Because I still love you, even if it looks like I don’t; and you must still love me, even though I swear it’s not true.

Is it just that I can’t do without you? Maybe. But there are worse things than that. At least I’m not cold. And I adore your beautiful smile.