Letters to my Cosmic Love

Young

My dear, you are so wild and free.

All things that you are, I once wished I too could be.

Time that could be spent on introspection I sometimes use for you,

Frequently wondering who I'd be if I did the things you do.

So reckless, So rash, So care-free. Or so it seems.

But my senses are open and I can see the tremors of your soul-

The same tremors that shook mine, once upon a time.

I hold you dear, so I fear for you, I pray for you, and I won't do the things you do.

A safe haven full of light, my mind is always open.

Be majestic, wild, and free. I promise I won't judge.

And when you need comfort from the terror, you'll always have a hug.