The truth, what is it to love someone. To love someone who you cannot see. To love someone you cannot to touch. To love someone who lives across the span of space when you cannot hear their voice. To love someone so deeply. Then inspite of the daily reminder that they are doing their job, that they are living the life they always wanted and it doesnt even include you. To love them because they followed their dreams, to love them as they followed their dreams. To support them in silence, in prayer, wishing that someone somewhere who was where they were would be there to help them through their hard times, even when you wish it was YOU. 💜 I wish I could be their, I wish I could help you, stand beside you, to wake up to your face in the morning. I wish I could be there every evening when you got home from work. That you could share your fears, that I could hold you and help you overcome them. I wish I could be your somebody once more and forever, the one to you turned to. Not because you needed me, not because you had to have me, but because you wanted to. Truth is... I dream of how. I could jump and leap across time and place to be in you arms, together create, something bigger and better then before. I cant stop thinking that I want you more. I dont know how, I dont know if you would too. Its so much to know I miss you, life has been mixed up and flipped all around. Somedays I dont feel like i know which way is up and which way is down, soinning through life in this crazy circle. Not to be able to have the one that fits like a glove, the one that compliments me like a puzzle piece for my picture. The one that helps the gears function, the major mechanics for the mixer. The mixing peace to my heart........
Posted on: Sat, 28 Jun 2014 06:36:35 +0000
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