A note for the love of my youth

So this is something different. I’m sending a copy of my book to a person who holds a very special spot in my heart. I wrote a note on the inside cover, and thought I’d share it, with some modifications to prevent revealing her identity. 

*******,
What has it been? 8 years now? It’s been 8 years since I started loving you, and there’s no end for this affection in the foreseeable future. If I’m Yeats, you’re Gonne. The thing is, though, I know that a we won’t ever be, and I’m alright with that. We’ve grown into two very different people, and I’d be an idiot to think you and I could ever go back to our inability to spend a day without speaking to the other. I’m alright with that. You’ve been one of the most transforming forces of my life, and you’ve helped make me, me. You’ve forced the evolution that created who I am today. A lot of the poems in this book were written for you, and I’ll let you find them. I hope you like the book.

Thank you.
With Love,
Paulie

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Flashback

Flashback

The thrill of penetrating,
The power you feel
As you tear open someone’s soul.
Someone blank,
Someone who blankets themselves in false security,
Someone who can be cracked open.
The pure joy you feel
As this person confides in you,
And you know:
You are their confidant,
Their friend,
Their Witness.
You witnessed the Messiah within,
Peaking out to see the world about.
You formed an elastic bond,
One that will not break.