Dear favourite stranger,
I have forgotten your touch, your smell, and your taste – but never your love.
You feel so far away yet still so close to my heart.
I know you once truly loved me, as I did you.
I look back with a tear, but also a smile, for the time we had was worth all this while.
Though this might be a last goodbye, your memory will last a lifetime.
Wherever you are, whenever, and with whoever, I wish you all the best.

And so, as my last painful act of love,
I open my hands.
I let you go, my dove.