A Happy Letter
1.
My thoughts of you always involve something trivial: something like the sun setting somewhere behind where you sit and the wind blowing; but by that triviality, long transmitted, some day when you wander in infinite misery, I will summon you.
2.
The reason why I really truly love you is because I transformed my love into waiting, infinitely prolonged. As night fell, it began to snow heavily in our valley. I am convinced that my love too is certain to end at some point. But that is merely a matter of thinking about the posture of my waiting. I am convinced that in the meantime the snow will stop, flowers will bloom, autumn leaves will fall, snow will again fall heavily.
My thoughts of you always involve something trivial: something like the sun setting somewhere behind where you sit and the wind blowing; but by that triviality, long transmitted, some day when you wander in infinite misery, I will summon you.
2.
The reason why I really truly love you is because I transformed my love into waiting, infinitely prolonged. As night fell, it began to snow heavily in our valley. I am convinced that my love too is certain to end at some point. But that is merely a matter of thinking about the posture of my waiting. I am convinced that in the meantime the snow will stop, flowers will bloom, autumn leaves will fall, snow will again fall heavily.
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