My Dearest
It has been countless days since my pen last danced for you, and the world seemed to have turned into a long, restless ocean without end. I am no longer lost in the sunken depths of Atlantis; the icy fear and shadowed terror of those days have melted away under the golden warmth of sunlight. I do not want this summer to end. Oh, how I wish I could preserve the taste of these fleeting moments like a magical scoop of ice cream in the freezer; so they would never melt, never dissolve into mere memories.
I had almost forgotten what it feels like to be truly loved, and even more..to have that love shown, boldly and without restraint. But someone has recently walked into my life who carries a different kind of love, a love that speaks in gestures, in fearless kisses, in honesty. She doesn't care for the whispers of the world or the judgments that might linger. She holds my hands with unwavering certainty, like a compass guiding me toward the sun, and in the dark skies of these days, she shines like the North Star, towering above all the storms and joys alike. With her, even the hardest paths of life suddenly feel like music, like a dance. Her laughter is the most poetic symphony ever composed, and her gaze brushes against my soul with the gentlest caress. The way she speaks..so unguarded, so fearless..makes me want to listen for hours, as if time itself should pause to honor her voice.
I miss you. I miss you like the sun misses the horizon at dusk, like the ocean misses the moonlight
