letter thirty seven

Dear Love,

And you are dear. Don’t waste any time fretting whether that has changed. Of course it hasn’t. We’re still cool, you and I.

I recognize that none of this was your fault. It’s not even like you were in the wrong place at the wrong time. We both know we were on the right track.

We did our best.
We did everything we could’ve done.

So, yeah. I dunno. I just thought I’d write quickly and remind you to hang in there. I am managing it, and it feels good. I mean, it feels like the profoundest of crap, but simultaneously also very good.

Everything’s going to be okay. It already is okay, at least. I should say that everything is going to be awesome. Soon enough, friend.

Yours very sincerely,



About danarose

Textbook ENFP, if you're into that stuff (I am SO into that stuff). I love mountains and the ocean and my largest ambition in life is getting all of the people I love to live on the same block, to cook dinner, and talk with them every night.
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