There in the darkness, I see you. I share your translucent glow. I feel it. I cherish it. Just knowing that you are there in the shadows, watching over me, fills me with a satisfaction and joy that words cannot describe. When I glance into the night sky and I see but one glimmer in the brackish, infinite universe, it is you who comes to mind. I nibble at your rainbows and devour your wisdom. All at once a stranger and a confidant and an unexpected love. Sometimes I have to fight my thoughts as I know I shouldn't revel in you, but I just can't let you go. After all, if you weren't here, in my midnight, in my flesh's memory, it would be so much easier... But you are. I know you want to be here, too. This compulsion of secrets and unmitigated guilt and beauty. These words that only we know about. This "us." You and me. We. Put your hand in your pocket every time you think of me. It is there that I am, and there that I shall always be. Warm and cozy in your imagination. Close to you. With you. Hidden and content. Sorrowful and lusting. Ever present. Unending and faithful. Yours.
P.S. Je devine peut-être dans la prochaine vie vous serez véritablement le mien...
