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Topic: Pen and Paper (07/17/14)
- TITLE: Sincerely Yours
By Lynda Schultz
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Remember when we snuggled close, you at my side, I at yours? We were two distinct beings in shape, form, function, yet destined to mix and mingle, indelibly one. Those were daily moments of blissful union. We spoke, but inaudibly. We touched and that touch left its mark on both of us. I emptied myself for you, and you accepted with readiness what I had to give.
When did love leave? Then we were as one but now...
Remember when the world heard our voice? The smooth litany we created together was like music, eagerly anticipated and much appreciated even in the worst of times. Sometimes there were sweet greetings that caressed the soul. Once in a while there were solemn condolences that embraced a grieving heart. Together we expressed warm affection, sincere gratitude, sad regret, and even words of reproof. It was always personal for us. We delivered the news of babies and birthdays, of weddings and divorces. Oh fickle heart, with whom I once shared my life, it grieves me that we are now numbered among those whose decayed relationship is dying from sheer neglect.
With what was my love replaced? We had it all, but now…
And you? You must know what I feel. You too have been abandoned by those you embraced in my stead. First, there was that foul, clattering machine. It poured out cold and soulless characters that were forcefully slapped across your pristine face. You accepted that abuse as though it were of greater value than my gentle touch.
Then you were handed over to another, swallowed whole within the breast of a quieter beast, and spit out, impaled by tint and tincture. Your new companions finished in an instant what once brought us hours of pleasure. We once had the blessing of time. Why the hurry now?
Where are you? Alone, like me. The ardor that flowed in my veins has dried up and I huddle in dark corners, long forgotten. You wait for someone to care, while the dust gathers and those fine edges of your soul curl in despair.
We have both been left, abandoned, divorced, replaced by those younger and more attractive. The choice was not mine. But perhaps I am being unfair to think that it was yours. Forces over which neither of us have control have distanced us, kept us from one another. My musings give me pause and I wonder if I have wronged you, accusing you, and excusing myself, of something contrived by others.
Was love perhaps not lost after all?
Were you taken from me, hijacked and sequestered against your will? Does your love continue unabated, but unexpressed? You have no voice but mine, and I have been torn from your side.
Is my voice enough? Can I call out to you and tell you that I love you dearly and miss the tenderness of the touch we shared? If it is enough, then hear my heart. If not, then I will cling to the hope that as I bring to mind and embrace the memories that we shared, you too are remembering and holding close those same past delights.
Perhaps in another place, in another time, we will meet again. Until then, I remain “sincerely and forever yours.”
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