I know you are not doing well.
I can feel it.
My heart swelling even over this distance.
Even after all this time.
I am not in a position for asking.
But, please, tell of the spring when it comes like you promised.
You need not remember me, if it brings you pain please scour it from your thoughts.
Allow me to keep you, as you were, the words of a bubbling brook and the eyes of a summer sky.
Your name has changed and mine has too.
Is the world kinder to you yet?
Beyond the capacity I held for it.
I remember before we were strangers but never before we were friends.
I have not lost love for you.
Though I am much further now.
God be with you, bless you, keep you, in the ways I could not.
For Tessa