Musings: Love Letters

“If I could write you love letters, they’d be filled with love and hate, a cool balance of both. The love that I feel for all of you, and the hate because it will never be. The love for the undying pleasures my imagination bestows, and the hate when those thoughts travel to dark places. Damn the tricks of the mind. The words would cover the page. “I love you.” “I hate this.” Equal parts of both. Equal parts of me. I love you but I hate what it does to me.”

-Tamarria Denga (The workings of a novel)