Work Text:
Shark
Civil Lines
City PO. 243001
Cat
SG Society
City PO. 226026
my husband,
i write to you as extreme warmth and affection fills up my dire heart, and needless to say it is one of those beautiful days wherein even though we may not be together tangibly, i reside in your heart as you carry pieces of me with you as you go about your frantic day.
you are eighteen like the goddess artemis when she took one look at the moon and claimed thus its chilling opalescent divinity down her throat. you are eighteen like lord dionysus as he enbriates one's senses, both mortal and godly alike as the desire of life-beginning starts to unfold. you are eighteen as far as revelry, theatre and ecstasy go.
we live in a substantively tailspin world and I am so sure in my heart that we of all people are star crossed lovers. the ‘meant to be’ type. because you’re kind and loving and patient and can take it all; my chaotic, my mean and my whimsical hurt. all of me loves all of you Parthy. if there was one good thing I was supposed to do in life, it is to love you endlessly. we shall walk the deepest pits of tartarus together my love, our bleached white bones cranking as we move. but i’d know somewhere in the middle of earth, perhaps, my heart still beats for yours.
Sincerely,
SHARK