Letters To My Unknown Lover Poem by Sharon Namwalizi

Dear Unknown Lover,

To be honest, I gave up on the first letter—a few times.
I don't even know how it ended up being posted.
The what-ifs got so loud, they were driving me insane.

But here we are again.
You're reading my second letter.

If you feel the same way, my biggest fear is losing the mystery between us.
Me overthinking your words and actions, you trying to figure me out.
Do you ever catch yourself smiling at the thought of us—
Our time together, the moments we shared?
Memories full of innocence and grace,
Something the world nearly destroyed.

I do.

I find myself answering questions you haven't even breathed yet,
Engrossed in deep conversations I imagined we could have.
The wind carries harmonies so sweet,
Everything feels still—yet exciting at the same time.

I can't explain it.
You make me happy.

Not the kind of happiness that comes from filling an empty space,
But the kind a child feels after supper,
Too full for dessert, but still lighting up at the sight of ice cream.

Now, I'm a little overwhelmed.
What a shame, I really hope you feel the same.

~sharonnamzi
23: 40; 13/2/25