Dear Enemy

by Kristen Callihan

the stars overhead gave you hope because, even though it took years for their light to reach us, their starlight still gave us joy when we looked upon them.

Now that I know I won’t ever see yours again, it feels as though a part of me has died. Do you really think it is because you are my enemy?

“I thank the stars for leading me here. Nothing is possible without them.” I was speaking of you. Anyway, I just thought you should know. Or the “you” that is in my head.