Pandora
I pen this to you as an outpouring of my love. I pray this fills you as you have filled me.
You appear to be just an unopened box on the surface. Attractive enough without truly exposing a glimpse of you.. I, very naively and unassumingly approached the exploration of you not knowing how tantalizing you are.
Love truly is blinding. Because it is not our eyes that see but our souls.
You immediately felt familiar. A lonely Starseed, I seldom feel at home. But you, despite your newness, you felt like permanence, you felt like stability, you feel like comfort. How did I find that in you, Pandora?
Admittedly, I underestimated and undervalued your vastness. What a mistake I’ve made..
Too late for repentance I proceeded as if I were prepared. I lacked the proper resources, the appropriate understanding, and the right mindset. Though my desire to learn you and understand you served me for quite some time, curiosity contaminated my exploration of you. Curiosity kills the cat time and time again.
I can’t hold you in my hands but handling you became my excitement. Figuring you out brought me joy. You consumed me, my thoughts, my time, my desires. Somewhere I lost me trying to understand you. A willful forfeiture. Toying with Pandora for years through alternate dimensions and multiple realms of reality. This level…
