Conceptually these treez engulfed in wat seemz 2 b dropletz of water representz the changing of the seasonz. 4 me they also represent the roundnezz of how I am feelin in thiz pregnancy. My swollen belly movez wit life, n yet itz only my handz that appreciate the smoothnezz of the skin, the formz it takez when he movez n tumblez. Ur handz felt nice, touching. I missed that, I craved 4 more n dared not show u how I truly felt. Y? 4 fear I would scare u off, in2 ur 'self-made' world that u currently live in. Thingz could b different. Thingz should b different. But u have ur own mind, where I cannot go. I try 2 understand, but I cannot, n take a back seat 2 u. Tho in my own world, I am the Captain. I am the creator, the teacher, the lover, the mother, the nurse, the chef, the artist, the poet, the analyst, the problem solver n so much more. N yet u lose out, becuz u r not here 2 share. When I kiss u, I mean it 4ever. When I kissed u, I meant it 4ever. I ponder az 2 wat ur 4ever iz? N that, I cannot answer. So I go on, wit u in my heart, but not in my bed, or my daily life. Ur choice. Tho it waz extraordinary 2 have u in my bed on a lazy Sunday afternoon, n 4 it 2 jus b 'us', 4 a moment not share u. I lavished in u, n yet @ the same time kept my distance becuz u have become some1 I don't quite recognize. Where have u gone? My heart, mind, body achez 4 u. Truly achez. I am left wit jus the momentz, n not u. But u r a part of me, becuz a part of us growz everyday inside thiz womb that holdz the flesh of a seed of love. U cannot deny that.
The dayz seem shorter now, az the day approachez when he will b wit us in life. My belly bigger, my anklez swell in the evening, n my eyez grow tired, n more lonely. If u only truly knew. If u would jus give in, becuz sometimez life can b lived on love. U said u can't believe that. Mayb it'z becuz u have never tried. Regardlezz, I love, n yet I wonder how foolish I am becuz all of thiz may mean nothing 2 u. But it'z mine, becuz I own the feeling. How I wish u could c.
Letter Lasso