Love Letter to a Stranger - Part VIII

Written by Arlee Francis

 Photograph by  Aaron Burden

Photograph by Aaron Burden

Dear Stranger,

I did not write you a letter.

Instead, you wrote one to yourself.

On a locket, on a bridge, in the middle of Paris I read your declaration of love.

How brave, I thought, to love yourself more than anyone else.

But then, I thought.

This is my home, how could I not love this strange, soft little world?

- I’m sorry,

         A

(i should’ve realised sooner)