Sterling’s Letter

It is almost too painful to put in words. How could something so good and magnificent be so painful to feel and to touch. And to imagine losing it…  that would surely kill me instantly.

And to what good deeds I have done to thank for having accrued the exorbitant amount of karma to then experience this love of mine — this intense interest and tireless fondness for another. Oh, how willing I am to change for this other human, how enthusiastic I am to be included in his space, and how soft I have become to fit into his world. Because at last I have found someone greater than every other there was before and after, perhaps even greater than me - I have found a match.

But he doesn’t yet know. But then, maybe he does. He is afraid, and somehow, that isn’t a weakness in my eyes. After all, he did not get to experience all the previous lifetimes I have cycled through and he has already gotten to be so strong, much stronger than I am, in this iteration. Of course, I can’t be sure that this isn’t his first turn, but somehow, I know he is still new. Maybe he won’t require as many passings-through as I do in order to learn all that he could to bring back to the real world.