Dear Charlie Brown
Well here we are again.
This time is different though, because we only have one month.
One month to love without expectation.
One month to live in the moment, without looking back or forward.
One month to spend together before it’s over, before you spread your wings and fly off into your life.
You will always be my favourite hello and worst goodbye, so I won’t think about that. I will focus on us, on fun times and childlike games, on making memories.
I want to swim in the rain and walk on moonlit beaches.
I want to spend money I shouldn’t, playing arcade games and eat food that goes straight to my hips.
I want to go to sleep listening to your heart beat
A perfect rhythm that rocks me to sleep like a lullaby.
I want to wake up with our legs entwined and our bodies saying a prayer.
No promises, no lies.
Just you and me against the world. As it always is with us.
One month to listen to your mind race in a hundred different directions, making perfect sense to only me.
One month to listen to your laugh, to have you smile and know it’s for me and about me. One month.
One month to smother each other in a love so deep, we have always been afraid to show it.
One month to love each other without that fear, a free love,
Like soulmates meeting and passing on a journey of a thousand steps, we stand on this step for one month, then continue into our lives, with just the essence of each other creeping into our dreams at night to hold us in the comfort that we once loved without chains and boundaries, without expectations.
One month of dreams come true and laughter that comes from so deep within me I scarcely recognise it as it cascades out of me.
One month. And I will love you. I will love you.
Lots of Love
The little Red-haired girl