Today’s prompt: “Write a love note to yourself. Write it from someone else’s point of view. It can be a real person or a made-up person. Start with the line: Dear [your name], If you could see what I see, you’d see that you are ______.”
Full disclosure: I forgot about the opening line, so I’ll add it in the manuscript below the picture.
If you could see what I see, you’d see that you are healing.
I know you can’t think of a metaphor when asked to talk about love. It’s a temporary affliction. You’ll know one day how much I’ll want you to stay in bed with the afternoon sun hitting the curtains. How much I’ll wanna watch you lean your head on the window during weekend drives. I know you’re trying to live your indie movie/Tumblr/Pinterest fantasy. We’ll have to fix that, but first, you’ll have to experience it—I guess. And I need to keep my eyes on the road.
I’ll help you find your metaphor. I won’t be it. I will be independent of me. It will be yours—all yours. So even when I’m gone, you have your answers. I don’t know how long I can stay. It’s not ours to determine, although it’s ours to work out and work hard for.
Your dreams, everything you’ve worked hard for and everything you’re going to discover might not align with mine, but my support is unwavering. Know that I will wing this with you. This may not be our top priority, but I will remember you in that afternoon, in the passenger seat.
‘The Isolation Journals’ sends a daily prompt for thirty days, starting April 1, to help writers get creative amid the COVID-19 pandemic. You can sign up for this project here.
In case you missed my last entry, I talked about my last visit to a university town — The Isolation Journals: Day 11.