Love letter # 674

If I know anything, it is this: I am. But also, miraculously, I know that you know.

Upon the brilliance of stars, I swear I could dissolve at the thought of this. Here come the tears. They are the euphoria of letting go. One day I will let it flood. Until then, the only thing that stops me from the release of drowning is the will to swim. Which is to be near you.