Apr 15, 2009
Once again, you came to me with open arms. The air was warm, as was your hand that caressed my face – your fingers that gently traced my lips. It was so good to see you when, after all this time I thought, that you had forgotten about the love we shared and held in our hearts so deeply.I hate it when I open my eyes and find that you’re not here anymore. After all these months, you’d think I’d be used to it by now.
I’m not. I don’t think I’ll ever be. (more…)
Mar 31, 2009
In this world, I thought I was smart, learned, educated… I had been through hell, been to heaven, and everywhere in between… so much I had experienced, so much I thought I knew.
And then there was you.
I learned from you that as much as I thought I knew, I had only begun to understand and know the world around me. I never knew the sky could be quite so blue or a sunset so beautiful as when I watched it through your eyes, watching me.
I never knew what family really meant. (more…)
Mar 23, 2009
Here I am again, awakening at the dawn of reflection. All I feel is love for you. All I see when I open my eyes is you.
Within my love for you lives sadness, for the pain we are sure to impart on one another is great, and very powerful. Powerfully painful… and powerfully fertile ground for seeds waiting to grow from our dirt.
The essence of all great love stories’ beauty lies in the truth and tragedy of the human condition.
Tragic is the lovers’ undying determinism to hold on tightly to a force much bigger, and more fluid, than what any human can grip in their hands. Love must not be held prisoner by the hedonistic desires or frightened fists of humans. If we grab at it, we will miss it. (more…)