Letter 49

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Dear Ardere,

When you were walking towards me, I allowed myself to be deluded for a while. Even though reality hurts, all J wanted was to feel the satisfaction of you being mine. I would suffer in hell for the rest of my life if it could mean a moment where I can call you mine.

Yes it hurt me when you walked towards me but not in my arms. But the pain of coming back to reality was worth the happiness delusions brought me. Delusions about you are more pleasant than keeping my eyes open to reality.

I love you. When the lord who runs the world claims that I am driving my life to drain, I argue that my capabilities are enough to keep my head above the dumps. But I am not capable of forgetting you. Your name is etched on my soul.

Yours,
Asura

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