Braving the Harsh Winter Storm

I feel very at peace right now.

I'm beginning to feel a bit like a broken record. I probably don't need to tell you the things I do; you already know what's going on in my head. We are like that, in each other's heads. I realized that today.

But I want you to know that I love you. I have loved you. I will love you.

I will love you until people stop singing songs about love, until the moon loses its footing among the stars, until my very last breath. That might seem a bit overdramatic but I mean it. You, oh you, are my soulmate. There will be others, but there will never be anyone else quite like you.

Maybe one day you will come around. Maybe one day you will have me.

I will keep hoping because it's all I can do. I will hope and wish and hopefully you will change. But if you don't I will move on, eventually. These things happen. People find who they are meant to be with and it doesn't work out. They find someone else to love, but it's never the same.

I'll never forget you, no matter what happens.