there was a stream

in which there were ripples between which there was a bottle in which there was a rolled up letter in which there was this

i always knew, i kept it locked up like the deepest secret, held close to my heart like the most precious child. i always knew that one day you will finally know that i write about you. you probably thought, suspected, surmised, maybe hopefully even hoped it. well, now you know.

one thing you must first inhale before exhaling that sigh of yours that i have memorised is that this is nothing like you have ever known. i can barely hold my hands around this enormous..thing. that was probably the only reason why i did not throw my arms around you.

a million featherlight kisses! could anyone float up in happiness? i believe so.

and now, it has come for my time to pass. and now, you know.

i write about you.