a love letter...

dearest wallpaper,

i can still remember the first day we met across a crowded room.

i was loitering in the doorway waiting to enter,

you were hanging around near the back of the room.

i was madly, intensely attracted to you,

everything else in between us faded away.

by the time i reached your side i was smitten

i stood in awe of your beauty,

i reached out to touch you,

noting your smoothness upon my finger tips

and your 'oh so perfect' tealy blossoms.

i could only take my eyes off you for a moment,

turning to my mother so i may exclaim i was passionately in love.

that moment was over four years ago,

it was to be another year of 'lusting from afar' before i could have you for myself.

but still i had to keep you 'under wraps' in the corner of a room,

for my home at the time was not the place for you and your peachiness...

several months later and we moved to Mossy Shed,

me, my clan and you.

the day after moving in,

you were at last given your moment to shine on one small wall.

and oh did you shine,

in all your glory,

day after day,

furniture shuffle after furniture shuffle,

our love affair grew stronger and stronger.

we felt it would never end,

our love knew no bounds...

until one fateful morning we awoke,

you downstairs,

me upstairs,

and something felt different.

upon greeting you that morning

you felt tired,

i asked if perhaps we could try something new,

inject a bit of excitement into our lives together.

but alas after several months of 'trying',

we knew it was not to be.

and so it would appear,

my very dearest wallpaper,

we have lusted

and

we have loved

like no other,

but now we must part...

and like all good love affairs when they come to an end

we will be strong

and

we will do it with dignity,

going our separate ways

with no mention of 'new loves' to hurt each other.

and if there is one thing i know to be quite true,

a little piece of me will always love you

for you truly made me smile on days when i was low

and who knows perhaps one day in the future

a day when i reside in a dwelling over looking the sea

with a few rundown trailers in the yard,

you will come back to me,

'perfect and peachy'

as the day we first met...

yours truly,

Tif x