And This Is What Love Is
Shock cannot describe the emotion churning through me at your appearance. You seem a wraith, as if a sudden motion of air would scatter your cells in all directions. Shame lines your face. To see me? At your appearance? Or how you left things? My heart constricts. Even after three years apart, you remain the only one I’ve loved, with certainty. Is that what has brought you here in your broken condition? The knowledge that while others would turn you away, I never would? Truer words: I never will.
Sascha Darlington 1/18/2018