June 14, 2019

My dearest,

There are days when the world seems to be in shambles.
Everyone is stupid and cruel and hurtful.
There is no grace, no compassion, no mercy.
People are bad. There is no hope.
Or maybe it just feels that way.
Feeling that way is enough, isn’t it?
We feel what we feel
And that counts as real.
But baby.
The world can’t be that bad after all
Cos – oh baby – you are in it.
The world can’t be without hope
Cos we found each other, didn’t we?
So even if the world comes tumbling down
We will still have each other.
We will be each other’s world.
More than stars, more than moons,
Baby, you are my universe true.

Yours, ever and always.