Perhaps you don't know me, but I know of you. Together we share a common love for a very special man. I search my heart and in it there is envy. Would it be any less poignant if you were someone I did not admire?
You are the other woman, and I must reach out to you. I don't mind sharing; there is no other choice. I would rather die than walk away, even though he does not love me exclusively. Yet, a very selfish part of me wants to be the "only one." Knowing your relationship with him is deeper on levels I can only imagine, truly sparks my curiosity.
I want to know what secrets you shared, and how you came to be so close to the one I love. He chose you to accompany him. You rushed in with opened arms and never gave a second thought to your own wants or needs. It would serve me well to understand your zeal.
Tell me about the dreams he shared with you alone. How did his voice touch your ears? Did your heart leap in his presence? How much of yourself did you sacrifice for him? Had you ever lost sleep because you knew he belonged to someone else? Did he look into your eyes and melt your heart? Were you ever confused, or did you trust him completely?
He trusted you, of that I'm sure, and for that I am grateful. It isn't easy for me; I know it wasn't easy for you either. You were the strong one, steadfast and loyal. When I couldn't be there, he had you to give him comfort through the bitter times.
I know that your paths crossed when I was not around. Perhaps divine intervention brought you together, as he might have been in need of a gentle companion who would not question his motives or his ways. They are often difficult to accept. Yet, in those passing moments of life's journey you stood right by his side without fear or reservation. Thank you for that.
Thank you, also, for never trying to prevent him from loving me. In your wisdom, you knew you had to share him, too. If for a few moments we could exchange lives, I would know the joy you had, dear Mary Magdalene, and perhaps my soul would be appeased.
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