My love, my sun, my dearest soulmate... I want your light to wash me out, fade me, turn me to shadow. You're the vibrant center of my universe. You're the flashing star streaking through my mind. You're the eclipse that consumes me. I love you, so. I miss you, so. I want to hold you tight beside me and never let you go. I'm tired of this distance, the difference in our orbits must wane before I wax into madness from missing your pane -- the windowpane of your stained glass, the windows of your soul. They are hazel but not unlike gold. You're my love, my sun, my dearest one.