motion picture soundtrack || letters.

24/7/21

oh, my angel.

it's funny because just before i read your letter i realised you are my muse, and quite possibly the only one i'll ever get. without you i go insane and stop writing. you left me speechless, princey. how many people can say that?

it's winter here, and finally that age-old writing cliché makes sense to me: i am trembling, and not from the cold. 

i mean it about the writer's block, which is why i'm being so blunt tonight. my poetic cogs and pistons have long since rusted over and i'm trying so hard to get them working again. but one day soon i'll be back to my usual vague and simpering self. 

i love you. you are eternally my favourite dragon and yet you have the audacity to say 'former' like there'll ever be another dragon in the world they're fucking mythic you dumbfuck.
you are the only thing that can make me tender. you turn me to honey.

i love you, i say aloud with trepidation. i mean it more than i ever have.
i love you. 

regards,
romeo.