Daniel Rothwell

Take Your Heart And Lock It

08/10/2072 Dearest, I never thought I'd live in a world where love would keep me alive. That might be a slight lie. Before the glass and the ghasts I knew it was love keeping me alive, but it it was a different kind of love. It was a hopeful love that built houses and families when things like an 'economy' still existed. When everything was good and excessive I found myself not really wanting to exist, except for the fact that not existing meant possibly existing without you.