Written In Stone

I miss you every day and struggle at times to deal with that longing, but I remain hopeful. Sometimes that is hard as it seems this is but one long play without a curtain call. I think about the things we could be doing, should be doing, might be doing ... if... but then I try to make myself not dream too much so I don't get my hopes up too high. I find that I love you more daily and the nights are hardest for me. I want to be close to you but know that I can't be and sometimes I dream of you and wake up crying and then I ... SMILE! I feel you inside my soul which is a place NOONE lives. I want to know everything about you, the man you have become. I want to hold you when you hurt. I want to listen to you, to all those words you want to say, to all those hopes and dreams that you have. I want to hold your hand when I am afraid. I want to kiss you, oh yes, I want to kiss you...to feel those butterflies that come with that simple kiss. I love feeling nervous as a child because it means it's good. It is ALL good with you, except we cannot be together, and that is the cruelest cut of all. I adore you...is it enough? I don't know.
♥Nan