Dear Reckless Love,
You are like a sea. With waves scarier than demons. And emotions more enduring than death. A ship might enter your sea, just out of curiosity. And when they return they are tattered, missing crew members, and often not capable of returning to true form. Curiosity killed the cat right? Fortunate that they have "nine lives." And fortunate that each life has the capacity to love. Except one trip to a love like yours extinguishes all other capacities to love.
- R.E.
