Love letter # 588

I do not care what anyone says, yet I will listen first to you. Others may think what they like, but I would like to think you think fondly of me. You above others. Only you.

I see the way you see. I move in the space you allow. In the silence you leave between words, I sense the breadth of your understanding.

It is your patience. Your tender recognition. Your astonishing kindness. The small acts. The grace of your lovely hand, releasing me from the cell of self.

That I would return such favour to you; this is all I ask.