Note: where needed I have replaced her name by the word
February 18 2001
course I would take the time. Like you said, misery shared is easier to bear. Friends
are friends especially in times of need..
in our poetry we seem to write that what is in each others hearts, where my
words lack your words express.
to read the words that could have been extracted from my soul causes to crack,
maybe even open, that solid foundation that was laid to keep others out.. in an
attempt to keep us from getting hurt again. Most of the time we do not realize
that these walls also keep out the opportunity to share, laugh, love and be
the love of my life had disappeared from my life I fell in a black hole, your
words woke me up. Your words helped me to start my journey back into the world
of the living. Many times have I felt so tired, many times have I felt the need
to just lay down in a dark corner where no one would notice me and just drift
into sleep.. to stop the tiredness, the pain, the all consuming aches within the
heart. Without knowing dear friend, you have helped me with your words.. you
helped me out of the depth I was in. Seeing my own emotions reflected in your
words enabled me to take a step back and look at them in a more objective way..
an eye opener in many ways..*smile*
still ache for him, I still long for him. But now it is easier to bear, he and I
still keep in touch but he has lost himself along the way. He is in search of
himself.. a journey that can take a lifetime.
Friend, instead of you thanking me I should be thanking you..