To Asha
Dear Asha
Admittedly I thought about that possible problem but just hoped that it would make it in one piece, I am glad of that it didn’t arrive completely melted so that you could try it. I wish there was a magical way to send things cold for a longer time.
Perhaps at the least once we were connected by calmness, do you imagine us at the same time with you looking under the stars and me laying on a field of lavender? Perhaps we could lie on a field while watching the stars, that would be the best experience.
It could be your home too you know, if you ever need a place to stay and if you want to law low, I wouldn’t tell a soul that you are here. I do that a lot in my porch, specially when I am putting Lucien to sleep.
I hope that you do, receiving letters more often from a dear friend sounds magnific.
I know that Vincent watches over me, wherever his soul is resting. He is with his sister and Lucien and they smile and wrap me in the coldest nights with reassurances, or that’s why I tell myself when I finally manage to get a good night of sleep.
I wish I could send you a message with my voice. What I miss the most is hearing someone speak while I go to sleep, Vincent used to do that when we were together, and I miss it terribly.
Then I will wait for your letters my dear, and you will have always a warm embrace and a soft piece of cake waiting for you.
Take care my dear Asha you make the word sparkier by just existing.
Yours my little dear
Rosie.
Dear Asha
Admittedly I thought about that possible problem but just hoped that it would make it in one piece, I am glad of that it didn’t arrive completely melted so that you could try it. I wish there was a magical way to send things cold for a longer time.
Perhaps at the least once we were connected by calmness, do you imagine us at the same time with you looking under the stars and me laying on a field of lavender? Perhaps we could lie on a field while watching the stars, that would be the best experience.
It could be your home too you know, if you ever need a place to stay and if you want to law low, I wouldn’t tell a soul that you are here. I do that a lot in my porch, specially when I am putting Lucien to sleep.
I hope that you do, receiving letters more often from a dear friend sounds magnific.
I know that Vincent watches over me, wherever his soul is resting. He is with his sister and Lucien and they smile and wrap me in the coldest nights with reassurances, or that’s why I tell myself when I finally manage to get a good night of sleep.
I wish I could send you a message with my voice. What I miss the most is hearing someone speak while I go to sleep, Vincent used to do that when we were together, and I miss it terribly.
Then I will wait for your letters my dear, and you will have always a warm embrace and a soft piece of cake waiting for you.
Take care my dear Asha you make the word sparkier by just existing.
Yours my little dear
Rosie.
02-01-2025, 01:44 PM
