A letter from Jan 18, 2025

The memories materialised. I am thrust into a bygone time. a bygone love. we get in the water. Only us. your hand in mine. We steady each other. Our jeans are wet. We do this again and again. I wished for a universe where we were two planets aligned for longer. I don't know what you wished for but that didn't matter. We went to star lane after all, our connection was cosmic. You were my best friend. I hope I was yours. E.