Is every version of you a hopeless romantic hidden behind a semi-permeable membrane of well-practiced propriety?
I must say that I was a little taken aback by your response. And while I won’t speak for that other voice in the back of my mind, I can say that we shared an equal measure of surprise while reading your words. Having lived a life, and a death, quite different from him I believe your sentiment is easier for me to understand. I am known among my enemies to be ruthless and deceptive, but at heart I’ve always considered myself to be a classical romantic. Do I believe in souls reaching out to each other across the fabric of space and time? Well, what connoisseur of poetry does not? Where I am amenable to a love affair that stretches incomparable distances, however, I cannot necessarily say the same for other versions of myself. In so much you have my sympathy. For I sense that your search, as opposed to mine or my Mobius’s, has been much longer and considerably more one-sided.
I would recommend patience, but I’m certain you already have that in spades. And we both know who does not.
But I appreciate your kind words, even if I know that aren’t necessarily meant for me. Likewise, I appreciate you giving me the credit for your own self-discovery even though that was the work of another. And should the end of this week lead to circumstances where we find ourselves caught on the wrong side of the reset, I want you to know that I will not keep ‘vacuums of stars’ between us.
As for four-letter words. Those are best spoken in person, even if the expectation is ill met.