to be found.
I went to those mountains to find words for these pages. I have filled the others with lust, longing and failed love. I have covered them with sorrow and grief. I was expecting more of this.
But instead I only wrote about you.
You. Three letters that capture so much. A word that holds the universe.
The only man who has ever let me burn as bright as I am meant to. One who sees wild in my eyes and dares not to tame but to run ahead in a way that makes me want to follow.
I see now that I was so very lost. And even though I could not tell a single soul, I wanted, more than anything, to be found.
And now, quite against my will and with a fear I know not how to reconcile..
I am afraid and yet I know without a doubt that..
I love you.
the blood
& the bones

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