A letter for days to come.
To any future love I may have:
The world is full of things. Of many possible lives, of many impossible. We have come to crossroads, you and I, and come to them together. We may have many more, and I want to ask one small thing of you.
When we find those little lifts, in life, together: those things that work out better than we imagined, or the small unexpected pleasures, kiss me. Tally our blessings on your heart, and remember them when they are far away. Kiss me when we meet a pleasant surprise.
I am not perfect, and neither are you. This will not last forever. I will not always be with you.
If it happens that one day we wake and find ourselves at the edge of the world, where everything stops, and we have made it... take it as a pleasant surprise, tally a blessing, and kiss me.
Love,
M
The world is full of things. Of many possible lives, of many impossible. We have come to crossroads, you and I, and come to them together. We may have many more, and I want to ask one small thing of you.
When we find those little lifts, in life, together: those things that work out better than we imagined, or the small unexpected pleasures, kiss me. Tally our blessings on your heart, and remember them when they are far away. Kiss me when we meet a pleasant surprise.
I am not perfect, and neither are you. This will not last forever. I will not always be with you.
If it happens that one day we wake and find ourselves at the edge of the world, where everything stops, and we have made it... take it as a pleasant surprise, tally a blessing, and kiss me.
Love,
M