A letter

Letter for the beloved

Beloved soul,

Before you entered my life I hadn't picked up a pencil to draw in almost 2 decades. I didn't even own a sketchbook anymore. You challenge me to try again.

I hadn't slept in peace without fear of the insanity in so many years that finally sleeping again was strange. The world was grey and my life was silence or rage filled screaming. There was fear and emptiness all around me.

You swept in like a box of crayons all bright and happy. I slowly learned to laugh, the year thecworld shut down, I wasn't alone. I slept to life and noise where once the silence was overwhelming.

Art and philosophy debates, news and humor were shared. Laughter at the same bad things by people in charge, expanding of views.

Life grew and it doesn't feel as empty or lonely.

Recipes, memes, cats, jobs, everything is dairy game.

My beloved.
My lyric to a song I never knew I needed until I heard its rhythm.
An echo of love only my soul cam grasp.

My beloved.

Hold my hand forever.

Love always,
Me