Today you came to mind. I was watching this YouTube video called "Strangers Confess their Love through Love Letters". I thought of who I secretly love or loved that I wish i I could tell them now, and you kept coming back to mind, only you.
I've become very forward with my feelings, I don't regret not telling people I love them.... I may have to think to wish point I should confess my love but I don't think of anyone.... But you....
I am a contradiction, I am honest and forward with my feelings but also at the same time my heart is guarded. The deeper parts of it af least.
Even though I offer love in abundance, I don't allow myself to feel it romantically. And I think that died the day I found out you had died. So much happened after that broke my heart to million pieces and even though I kept pushing and forcing romantic feelings forward I kept not feeling them.
I am still unsure what was I feeling instead. But I was able to detach from those feelings so I know that it wasn't romantic love.... I really am not sure where to describe those cause they are so close to romantic love but not quite.
I feel deeply, but I think that the last person I was IN LOVE with, whom I never told the depths of it, was you.
I was stupidly waiting for you to come to Canada so I could tell you in person.
I wish you had come here instead of Spain. I wish I could have spend time with you, to have been able to spend hours together. I wish and I wish and I wish.
I have to stop myself from wishing with you, because then I enter in this never-ending loophole, I go deep down the rabbit hole with you. I lose myself. Is addictive. Is unbearable.
To think all that could have been but never was, and then to see in replay how your death could have happened....
And that writing, what you wrote on your blog.... I know you were describing your death. I know it because I've been close to it, I know how it feels when the mind starts to fade away.
I miss you, terribly.
I wish I could be with you, and I think this is why my suicidal ideations were so strong. I knew I would see you again... Or maybe not. I had to pull myself away from falling off that cliff inside my head.
Because I promised you, I promised you I would honor you through my life. I would honor you believing in me, I would honor all those hours we spent together online,where you were there for me, loving me, accepting me, believing in me, encouraging me.
I have searched for what you offered in many arms... Alas, I haven't found it yet. People deplete of it quickly, like it has a limit,an end, not like you, that you always offered that safe space, that you always offered freely and lovingly and unconditionally. You were my northern star, my compass, my motivator.... My muse.
I miss you deeply.
I think when I go back to the YouTube video, I think I would write to you, but would be so long of a writing. As I said, is addictive talking to you even after death. I could spend centuries just writing to you.
I miss your mind, I miss your voice, your laugh, your passion
My heart died the day you died. I am certain of it. I haven't allowed myself to love the way I love you. Cause I still to this day, just like the first time I felt love for you, and how it grew. I still feel it so deeply.
One day tho, I have to allow myself to love someone alive, some day I have to allow myself to love the living.
I am so terrified to have my heart shattered into million pieces again. Or, like it happened with you, it didn't shattered, it was swallowed by a giant black hole and I almost lost my own life in it.
But today I realized that.... I haven't allowed myself to love as deeply as I have you for fear of a broken heart.
Let the healing process begin. I know you would want this for me and I can hear you urging me to shine, to love, to live.... We were both the same type of Polyamorous, I know you want me to love passionately and deeply.
I just don't know how to in such a transactional and shallow world.... I don't know how to on a world of practicality and convenience.
I wish I could find love like our again: unconditional, pure, without expectations, simply mutual and deep and pure.
Vyktor... MyLord.... Sheratan to Alzirr... Please know.... I love you. I am still very much in love with you..... I wish I could have been brave enough to tell you back then... But I am brave now... For anyone to see...
Until we meet again,
Your Moon Rose🌹















