Bastianna

My darling, I miss your sweetness, though you lie two thousand miles away unbeknownst to my wholehearted adoration of your whole. You frighten me so much in how passionate you become with such beautiful morbid fancies you are indeed a mad genius; far more eloquent, charming and charismatic than any I’ve known before. You, my darling make my brand of love seem so cheap and temporary, but that is not what I dream of. You mean so much to me and I have not been this utterly infatuated in many a year, so again it seems strange, but I admit I am reluctant. For my virginal experience was so horrid and life altering and I love my life as it is, but for you I would risk it and be once again an ingénue in this universe, but if you take my hand, I mightn’t mind as much. You are the darkness I clung to at my weakest points and that is why you frighten me so, I do not want to return to that lonesomeness and desperation, but I want you so and I love you. My love is proven, for this life I own needs not a mate and I don’t depend on someone else, yet I put my trust in you. I just need to touch you and, perhaps be the glory you need and truly deserve.