A Love Letter
- Virginia Journal of Medicine
- Oct 5, 2025
- 2 min read
by Laura Edinger
My life is full of love
But I’ve always been in the business
Of leaving that love
Behind
If someone asked me what love meant
I would have so many answers
Spilling over like soup
Somedays that love feels far
Like Adam
Reaching out
To touch tips with GOD
Where is my patience? My compassion? My empathy?
All these things you tell me I must be
Left behind, tangled in my bed sheets
At the bottom of my coffee cup
As I blearily rub my eyes
Leave a message at the tone.
When I finally stop
I remember that my life Is full of love
I have come so far
And I still have far to go
And now
I stare down the barrel
Another place, another city
Will I be able to say
Gun to my head
Love was enough
Can I carry your love with me
I silently ask with my eyes
It comes out as any other phrase
You are a cool drink of water
A warm blanket
Tears down my cheeks
I look forward, I look back
Can I carry your love with me?
Maybe the change will be good.
A new lease and a new lease on life
Or maybe this time,
I’ll get to be
The one that stays.
I have given my life
To this call
My blood, my sweat, my tears
In the name of medicine
Both friend and foe
A sweet kiss and a bitten lip
Do they see my blood
…and see my love?
Is it enough? Am I enough?
Such a fickle lover
And yet
I cant help but love her
Everything full to bursting like a ripe summer berry
I bleed for them
Sometimes I’m bleeding out
Do you want a little more? Here, you can have it.
I would give it all.
Or would I?
Maybe the old me would have
The adrenaline in my veins
Feeling so similar
To everything we have run from before
But maybe
I want to stop running
And instead
Have someone see my heart
And how it bleeds
Gentle hands caressing my wounds
Whispering
It’s okay baby girl
Rest your head
You don’t need to bleed
For me.
