Love letter # 656
What if you are happier elsewhere? What if this is not working for you? Would I hold on? Would there even be a point to that? If I saw that look in your eye – that gazing into the distance of another – would I love you enough not to close mine?
I will not pretend to enjoy it, but neither shall I pretend not to know it. Love will leave as it arrives, often unexpected, unexplained. Perhaps I cannot peer into your heart or comprehend the reasons for this shifting of sand; but I can leave open the door.
In the end, what choice do I have? You have already decided.