Monday, May 19, 2008
I hold you in my heart. I think about you in the quiet moments before I drift into sleep. I long for your touch, your embrace and your acceptance. I wish I could show you the things I feel, the meanings behind my actions. Trust is not something that comes easy and I understand that. Hearts have scars and healing wounds which need time to mend. My hands are gentle, my thoughts are caring and the words that roll from my lips are truthful. There will be time to nurse your wounds I promise you this. I will stand next to you and hold your hand when the world makes you cry. I will always make time for you when you need a listening ear. I will try my best to make you laugh when you are sad. When I see you smile it warms my heart. My pulse quickens when you are in my presence.
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Words, trailing across the page, line after line, so open and honest, with such freedom shown in the ebb and flow of expression, from which the words of a man be that which illuminate his character. You have an innate, organic goodness in your soul that sets you apart from most.
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