Dear Briar, It's raining again today and it mirrors how my heart aches. I could not get you off my mind this weekend. Nothing could distract me. And I tried. I really did. I tried to watch television, to sleep. I even tended the garden. But you were there. In everything. Every bloom, every character. [...]
Your voice The calm that quells the storms that rage Your Touch The sensation that soothes my bristled skin Your Presence The harmony in my soul that brings me peace Your Taste Honeyed cherub lips and patchouli infused skin satiate me Components of you made especially for me In your embrace I [...]
My Dearest Briar, I'm sitting on a train this morning, thinking about you. I'm always thinking of you. It's raining here. I often wonder what it is like where you are. Does it rain? I would imagine if it does, the most beautiful gardens would bloom. Here, without you, the grey skies darken and a [...]
Objects in this mirror are not necessarily as they seem They are behind you for a reason. Leave them be. Great advice. If only I would listen.