A letter written in the blue hour.
I wake up and find myself staring at the morning star, wondering where you are this morning. Are you waking up too?
The sun will be rising soon, and the whole world will be rushing to be somewhere. But right now, in this blue hour, the only place I want to rush to is you.
If I could, I’d roll out of this bed and not even bother changing my clothes. I’d drive to you in my nightgown and robe just to see your face.
I want to see the way your eyes look when you first wake up. I know the excitement you get when you see me in the morning, but I want to know what it’s like the very moment you open your eyes. I want to know what your hair looks like first thing. I want to see if you wake up the way they do in the movies.
I have to get this foolish idea out of my head.
But I have to see you. Someday, someplace, somewhere. Maybe not this morning. But one day.
Forever yours,
Lovie
