Dear G,
The sky today is overcast and stormy. My absolute favourite. I'm in the mood for curling up in my bed, locking my door and falling asleep with a book in my hand. Throwing away everything that matters. Hanging on to myself.
In the past few days, I've learnt that the world is crazy, ruthless and hard. And knowing that, I don't know why nobody would want to know you. Why nobody would want something larger than life to believe in. Because, what makes life worth living?
Once, a really wise man, E.E cummings said:
"To be nobody but yourself in a world which is doing it's best, night and day, to make you everybody else, means to fight the hardest battle, which any human being can fight, and never stop fighting."
Now aint that hard? My only comfort is knowing that one day, I'll see you again. And that you're in control. That you love me no matter what. That I'm going to survive it all. Because, without you, Life isn't worth living. Why.. life wouldn't be life at all. It'd be a ghostly memory of what it could be. What many people today, thinks it is.
People go through life finding some purpose, but I think my purpose is to love you and fear you and do all the things you want me to do. For your glory.
Because heck, you died for me. you died for all of us. And with your death, you brought life. Our lives. Eternally. Forever.
So this is another letter from me to you. Thanking you for holding me up in this crazy whirlwind of a world.
Yours now and forever.
x M
