A man sat near the window. The wind was flowing in. And as the season of love – winter was approaching he started writing to his ‘the One.’
Her name is Mia and his name is Ferdi.
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Please try not to laugh. Writing this letter pulled my heart out of the rib cage.
Certainly, some things that flew away come back.
Certainly, everything will pass.
Certainly, death is ahead.
Certainly, life is ahead too.
Certainly, there is someone that hates.
Certainly, there is someone that loves too.
I want to be that someone who flies and knows there is ‘the One’ waiting for me and come back to you.
I want to be that everything for you.
I want us to be together; holding each other in peace when death comes.
I want to ride that life with you.
I want to be that someone who hates you for what you are but holds on to you anyway.
Because in the midst of these and countless certainties and uncertainties I want to be the one to love you.