letter to the world

Note:  63, June 2025 Our love is like a chemical reaction— my reactant has found its match, but sadly, there's no catalyst. It happened, still happening— slowly, steadily. Sometimes, I even wonder if it will take forever to reach the steady state where your heart equals mine— no more, no less, perfectly aligned. The energy is high, but the distance is far too great for the two to truly collide. And still, no product has been made. Just the reaction   that never quite stayed.

Note: 101, 2025 December Loving you was the gentlest feeling I have ever known. Showing that love, though, was never easy. It was the loudest thing I have ever done— loud enough for you to hear, and loud enough for me to see that your heart did not echo mine. We once read the same chapter, believing we shared the same story, only to learn we were holding different books. And that truth, at last, was enough for me to let go.