Memory #4 and stanza #14: pink. The singular, most dynamic, beautiful, perfect color when it comes to us. Where do I begin? It defined so many things. From the license plate surround I sent you, to the color of Escada, to the colors I would use when helping you with projects, to the colors of your two diamonds from Australia, and of course, to the theme of our third visit you took - no, stole - from us after all we planned to do, and the color of the most beautiful image you ordered for me, sent to me in a picture, and was saving always and forever for me. Pink was the color I used to make SO many plans for you in Australia - so many people down there worked SO hard for you just to give you a good memory, and your decision tonight affects all of them, as well, including the Aboriginal people who will feel hurt when I have to ask that our memorial wall plaque at Uluru be removed if you end this tonight. The opera house and bridge that were to be turned pink in honor of you - so an entire COUNTRY would celebrate you. Lets see the five (or however many it is now) idiots try to pull that off... The color of our Sydney story. And of course, the color I worked with people to have an ENTIRE TOWN lit up in for YOU during our trip to the mountains. Even asking a famous singer friend of mine to come sing for us during that event. And it is that song, I dedicate for memory four below, as well as various pictures and memories of pink that you are throwing away tonight if you dont grant me my and our chance. Pink symbolized more than a color - it symbolized my LOVE for you, and our love for each other. Otherwise, why would you have chosen that one to send me in the famous pink picture...? And when I was SO missing you and wanting our third visit, what did you say? Just keep looking at my picture. And I did, and have. Again, I did what you asked. Did you do what you promised? To save that for me, always and forever? Remember when you couldnt wait for me to put the two pink diamonds on your finger? So much will be lost if a chance, that shouldnt even be a decision since I was already chosen you said, is not granted. Love your love the most. The advice given to me by your own mom - to love my dream girl. I have tried. The problem is, theres only an echo in the stadium that once was full for me...The next stanza: Lifes burdens and roadblocks will still try to surround us and take our smiles,but standing by each others side, we will face and conquer every trial, when I look up at night, the promises I want to give you are more replete than the stars, for I want to stand and say aloud, that I want to love, honor, cherish, and respect all that you are. https://youtube/watch?v=L7gbtQSFz4Q
Posted on: Wed, 31 Dec 2014 22:56:47 +0000
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