To the one I love,

Thank you, for you have made me see. That light that always seemed to slip between my fingers? It was you. But even though I have you now, this feeling of loss, of sorrow will not part with my weeping soul. Perhaps I have lost my way? Perhaps this is the route the gods intended for me. Who knows?

All I see is you and you alone. So please, spare me this life of loneliness. Of loss. Do not run from me when the gods so clearly sing for us to be together. Do not part ways out of mere fear. Fear is for the weak and I know you are far from such. Let us sit alongside Jove and his companions. Let us relish in this life we have been given. Together. It may not seem like it now, but we were made for each other.

Crafted from the very hands of the god of nature itself. Does that not speak loudly enough for you? Would you prefer I scream from the hill tops so the mighty twelve may hear me? Will that make you fall as hard as you have fallen for him? Will it make the soft petals of love bloom once more?

If not, then I will surely die. Without you life will become a meaningless task. Without you, there is no life.

You undying love.

P.S. Theseus is a . lol.