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Friday, July 30, 2010

"For You, My Precious Friend"



There is not a moment that goes by when your name, your beautiful smile, or your warm heart doesn’t touch mine. My dreams are filled with you, being with you, in everyday life. My dreams are all I have nowadays, but I am working on making most of them come true. You see, I not only love you, but I am deeply in love with you. I feel the need to apologize for that, but for the life of me, I just can’t. I simply can’t help what my heart feels. I hope you don’t mind, Sweetheart.

I have never in my life had such a deep love and respect for any woman until I met you. Our little chats are forever etched in my mind and in the tablets of my heart. I go over them daily, savoring their kindness. This wonderful love I know deep inside that exists has risen and I want so much to share it with you, more than anyone I have ever wanted to share it with, ever. It’s a most beautiful love, Sweetheart…it really is!

I have nothing to offer you as far as worldly possessions. For that, I do apologize. I would give you the world if I could and it was mine to give. But all I have is me. That’s it, just me. I have tried my best to keep my heart in check and suppress what’s inside. I can no longer do that. It’s larger than I have ever dreamed.

I may lose you in writing this. It’s a chance I have to take. Yes, I am afraid. I am afraid you will have no choice but to turn around and walk away. If that’s what your heart tells you to do, then so be it. I will still feel the same, but I will also know that you can’t change what’s in your heart no easier than I and it will be ok. I can’t love you any less. I am caught between fighting for your love and giving up on it. I don’t know what to do. At this moment, all I know to do is to allow you your heart’s desire. You have always allowed me to have mine, or at least to express it.

I love you so much, it hurts. So many times I have wanted to hold you in my arms, never wanting to let go. I have wanted to make love with you until our hearts burst from passion, preceded by a foreplay that lasts all day, every day, just in the way I love you. Love isn’t only a word. I don’t use it lightly and when I say I love you, I mean it. It is also an action; a culmination of little things I do, wrapped up in ribbons and bows for you and only you.

Forgive me, my precious friend. I just love you!

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