118. This blog, like my heart, remains a place i can talk to you and hold you close.

Will she blog or won’t she blog? That’s the big question, is it not?

Of course I will still blog. It’s pretty much the only way I can fulfill the seemingly mutually exclusive criteria of two of my prior promises to you: (1) I have promised to never stop writing you love letters and (2) I have promised to never contact you.

You will see, in time, that I will keep my promises to you—with some exceptions to the one about contacting you. There are limited circumstances under which I may actually contact you, the most obvious one being if you contact me first. I will always respond to you…in every sense of the word “respond.” Also, I’ve decided to continue to allow comments. Just in case.

Although comments are enabled, I have disabled the “like“ button so that you may or may not read my musings and laments published henceforth. Whether you choose to read my words to you, I will be none the wiser. As far as I know, I’m screaming into a void—such a quintessentially human experience.

So, I’ll sign off on this first post of a new, perhaps final era of our love story after making a few points that I hope will set the mood going forward. I love you. I want for you to do what makes you happiest.

The door is always open on my end for you to waltz back into my life in whatever capacity you choose. I will always be your friend if you want and I will drop any man with whom I’m biding my time at the drop of a hat for you, I really hope you test me on that so that I can show you I wasn’t being silly when I said I don’t want anyone but you ever. I don’t and I won’t. Just you wait and see.

In the meantime, I will continue to write to you here pretty much every single day because it Is the only way I know to continue to actively love you, talk to you, and hold you close. My love for you remains alive and, true to form, I must express it loudly and often.