A Love Letter Written Between Two and Four (micro excerpt)

This is the loneliest I have ever been. Not the loneliness of being alone, but the loneliness of standing beside someone who cannot hold what you carry. I moved to a country where I knew no one. I crossed an ocean for a man who does not understand the cost of that decision. The cats breathe evenly. Their steadiness embarrasses me with its simplicity. It also saves me in ways I cannot name.