Undeliverable
AKA: You Know who you are, but who am I
Dear Past,
I will never force you to love me. The enigma of you and I is a mystery for the universe to solve. Who knows maybe we have been this way all our lifetimes. Like the cosmos spreading further apart yet still connected by some unknown force.
I cannot force you to want me, for the wanting of a nail the battle was lost. Maybe wanting me will cause you to lose yourself. I get that, I am enough. One day you will be too, and for the want of you, I will not be forced to suffer any longer.
In closing I am forced to face facts that present themselves so effortlessly judging me for not being a better judge of you; but let me say this, in letting go of you I will not be forced to let go of love. I will continue to love fearlessly, I will continue to love passionately, I will continue to love.
Sincerely,
A Force of Love
About the Creator
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When I was young, my grandmother would tell me the most unblieveable stories about her life. From that moment I was captured, I knew I wanted to continue her legacy. With two novels under my belt, I am currently trying to find them a home.
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