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My beloved Oliver,
I know you have never been the type for cynicism
You’ve always seen the world through bright eyes
And so it is not a surprise that you still believe in love at first sight
Yet I cannot say I share your perspective.
We do not reside in as beautiful a place
As you have been led to believe.
I must admit
I do not understand your view.
How can you see such light
When all is dark?
Perhaps the world has jaded me, my dearest
But I hardly remember a time when I could see through the kaleidoscope that clouds your vision.
We have discussed time and time again
That I see deformity where you see individuality
And where I see human gullibility
You see a capacity for love I’ve never come across.
I did not fall for you easily
I am a careful man, and you burn like a forest fire
And yet eventually you tore my barriers away.
You are the reason I believe in true love
But love like ours takes time.
You argue that any flame can burn if it sparks
But I ask you
Can that love be called “true”?
A flame may start, to be sure
But it does not grow if the spark was weak
Or if there is nothing for it to burn
And instead it flickers out.
I know, my darling Oliver
That we may disagree on matters such as this
But even the skeptic that I am
I feel in my heart that we shall not let it separate us.
Rather I beg of you that our flame should never go out
And instead we should burn through the night.
Always devoted,
Marius
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