Confession of a Stubborn Heart

Dear Liz,

I know this letter will never gets officially delivered to your doorstep, before your warm heart and feet leave your home.

The content inside the crisp white sealed envelope, which was carefully crafted and folded may not hold anything newer or surprising. But rather, another foolishness plea, just like all my previously rendered letters to you, which entailed my deepest and true affirmation of how much I’m still in love with you.

I’ve told myself many times to move on and pretend that nothing has ever happened between us. I wish I could force my heart to turn from fire to ice in a blink of an eye, because every time your name rings in my ears, my heart rate always becomes abnormal. Maybe, this organ of mine is still numb, and has a tenacity of handling some more of those bruises and scars of yours.

As I contemplate with what my future might hold, I yet came to realize that we’re not warranted obtaining everything our hearts desire.

I guess that’s how life goes!

Yours Truly,

MI

2-1-2019