Wishful Thinking

As I’m writing this letter,

I feel as if time with you isn’t enough. Your beautiful brown eyes haunt me and will continue to haunt me in every lifetime. You often wonder what goes on in my head, but it would drive you insane. Your smile is in every corner of my mind. Words that you whispered cover the walls. I whisper to you while you sleep and pray to god this isn’t just luck. If this doesn’t last, I promise you as I lay next to you, I will try to imprint my body on yours. I will remember all the freckles on your back. I will remember the nights where talking was all we could do. I will love no one like I love you. This is your fear, so I will write this letter and give it to you years from now. You will finally see that from the day I met you, you are everything. Please do not break my heart — this is my fear.

I hope our Love is enough.

Asia~Blue

A Letter to a Lover

24th November 2022

Harlem, New York

Song of the night – Till There Was You by Etta Jones