Letter to Tainted Love


Dear, Womyn at Irving Park wearing Bert’s Bees,

Over a year ago one of the greatest times of my life came to a close. But closure hasn’t delivered until a year and 8 months later (now).  I had the time of my life riding around Lakeview with someone I adored, listening to sexy beast (a neo soul mix), making the seasons romantic. She left softly; spoke little words—gave me a song actually—and left me without understanding. So I listened. It all makes sense now; “I had to set you free, away from me, to see clearly, the way that love can be, when you are not with me.”