Letter to Harry O on his bday
Dear Harry,
Sometimes I think of that day we met and how naive I was. I was a different girl that day, that second, I think. The only truth that I held then that has not been disproven is that I know I love you more than I have ever loved another person. I know the sheer resilience of my feeling for you out weighs any other sentiment. The passage of time has not weakened this and I am now, with the 'experience' and 'wisdom' of additional years struck by the fact I love you now more than ever.
I do not always show this. I have not always been capable. I have always felt it.
I have always felt it.
From that moment and through every absence I have felt it. I always knew I was meant to be with you. People have mocked me and I UNDERSTAND. But I know.
Adhra and Cookie - when I look at them I see you. Adhra with her sheer will and Cookie with her skin and hair and eyes -
I know I'm a different girl to the one you met. A different girl to the one who married you in the midst of fear and confusion and uncertainty. But the thread between those lives, between those people, is how I feel for you.
I love you. I love you. I love you.
Happy Birthday, Harry. I give you not just my heart but the practical incarnation of it. It's yours. But it always has been.
Love,
Kara.
Sometimes I think of that day we met and how naive I was. I was a different girl that day, that second, I think. The only truth that I held then that has not been disproven is that I know I love you more than I have ever loved another person. I know the sheer resilience of my feeling for you out weighs any other sentiment. The passage of time has not weakened this and I am now, with the 'experience' and 'wisdom' of additional years struck by the fact I love you now more than ever.
I do not always show this. I have not always been capable. I have always felt it.
I have always felt it.
From that moment and through every absence I have felt it. I always knew I was meant to be with you. People have mocked me and I UNDERSTAND. But I know.
Adhra and Cookie - when I look at them I see you. Adhra with her sheer will and Cookie with her skin and hair and eyes -
I know I'm a different girl to the one you met. A different girl to the one who married you in the midst of fear and confusion and uncertainty. But the thread between those lives, between those people, is how I feel for you.
I love you. I love you. I love you.
Happy Birthday, Harry. I give you not just my heart but the practical incarnation of it. It's yours. But it always has been.
Love,
Kara.