Letter, January 05, 2014

The more I love you the greater my solitude grows. For nothing in the world attaches or holds me anymore but you. And then, a step further, not even your love. Even your love lets me go, releases me into the thick night of wonder where solitude itself, doused like the light of a distant star, becomes the whole sky, all the stars and the space in between.

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