Pressed between the pages of your heart, I long to be a chapter in the book of your dreams. Let my words intertwine with your own, creating a narrative that resonates with the depths of your soul. Together, we can craft a story that captures the essence of your desires, the emotions that dance within you, and the wisdom you wish to impart.
Tucked away in a cedar chest, alongside the remnants of what once brought you joy, let me be a cherished treasure. Like a forgotten relic, I yearn to be rediscovered, to evoke memories of a time when love and passion were intertwined. Let me be a reminder of the beauty that once graced your life, a testament to the experiences that shaped you.
File me away, like sepia-toned photographs capturing the essence of cherished journeys. Let me be a snapshot of moments spent with those who held a special place in your heart. Through the faded hues and worn edges, let me evoke the nostalgia of shared laughter, tears, and adventures. May I serve as a reminder of the bonds that once meant everything.
Sing me, like the lyrics of an old song that lingers in your mind. Let my words become a melody that dances upon your lips, a constant companion in the soundtrack of your life. Allow me to stir emotions, to bring solace or joy, and to remind you of the power of words to touch the deepest parts of your being.
If time fades my presence, if I become a mere memory, promise me this: treasure me always. Let the imprint of my words remain etched upon your heart, a testament to the impact we shared. For even if I fade into the recesses of your mind, the essence of our connection will endure, forever woven into the tapestry of your existence.
Promise me, dear writer, that you will hold onto the essence of our journey. That you will carry the spirit of our collaboration, the emotions we evoked, and the lessons we learned. For in the realm of creativity, our connection transcends time and space, forever bound by the magic of words.
So, press me into the chapter of your book, tuck me away with your cherished treasures, file me alongside your sepia-toned photographs, sing me like an old song, and treasure me always. In doing so, our story will live on, a testament to the power of words and the beauty of shared experiences.
Copyright © Beatriz Esmer

Love the poignant essence of all this narrative Bia. Thank you