Fires Don't Burn Forever

My Almost Lover,

It's completely conceivable that writing you a letter in a time like this will be the death of me, but I know that my words don't always come out right during verbal conversation.

The impact you've made on my life is meaningful and every moment we are together is completely satisfying. You make me smile, you make me think, you slow me down, you keep me wondering. I underestimate you and I realize that when I step back. But also, from my view when I step back, I realize that I am the one with the false impression, the one who judges harshly, generalizes unfairly, expresses temporary emotions uncontrollably. I want to make you feel exhilarated, passionate, adored. I want to release your inner-romantic, but my independence stands in front of me like a chain link fence -- one that I can climb over, but for some reason choose not to. I'm very sorry for that. You've been good to me and patient with me and it will always pain me to let you down.

Sadly, I think I was conscious of our fate from the beginning, and I held onto hope carefully, like an ice cube, with the possibility that the winter would restore it's composition. I believe in the potential that growth and change would draw me closer to you until you became my oxygen. Everything is natural, nothing is forced with you, and I strangely love the way you disarm me until I feel exposed waiting for you to make what you will with what I have expressed. You show me who I am, in a way, and it helps me remodel and build the person I want to be.

The flowers that were thoughtfully selected, presented, and placed in a vase of water, now stand fixed and dry in the vase. The water that remains is not sufficient to restore their vitality in the once vibrant, soft petals, and it only acts to prolong the perpetual fading that is apparent in the green stems. It seems a naive faith that the flowers would thrive without their roots, but it was worth the effort and their appeal is not to be forgotten or regretted.

I adore you and I hope we remain close.

Stay as you are,

Hope Token