12th August, 2022

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12th August, 2022

Mae amate
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Mae amate,

I do not know who you are. Maybe, in this lifetime, I am yet to meet you. I am in no way cognizant of the tidyings of the future and by an unsettling truth, oblivious of the past. Still, I write to you in complaint, for you have, unbeknownst to my slightly younger self, already seized hold of my heart. My thoughts ponder on your beauty every day and my heart knows not rest from your affection in the nights. Alas, that I trust you, Stranger.

I am aware of the energy of your existence. Truth be told, your growing presence in my little world is making me uneasy – how could someone beside myself inhabit my mind, heart and soul in such an intrusive way, let alone a person fashioned from bare spiritual energy. Like sweet poison – I grow weary of your dangers, yet let myself be lured in by the treacly fragrance.

Mae amate, when the stars align and we come to meet, please promise not to shatter my heart. Against all my better judgements I am willing to give it to you for safekeeping. I plead you take into consideration my worry. Do not love me rashly for I am not made of concrete.

With agape,

M

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