When he breathed... she felt it.

She laid down with her arms stretched out beside her and her shadow reached from one end of the horizon to the other. She was a part of the earth and the earth was a part of her. She felt the stars swirling through her veins as she laid beneath the night sky. From moon-rise to sunset she set her soul free to wander through the world around her like the wind runs through the trees. In her eyes were swirling galexies, with depth beyond fathom and more to discover than any one looker could imagine. Every word that passed her lips held the weight of every lifetime before now and settled on the ear as lightly as the promise of every lifetime that should follow. She was a magical thing. She could not simply be contained between four walls, for she needed to be able to feel and smell, hear and taste, and see every part of everything with in her orbit. She was star dust brought to life... and she loved him.

9/25 comes once a year... love, 10 years later

I remembered you today. Its not like remembering you 8 years ago, and that much less like remembering you 9 years ago. I remember today only the idea of you. What I think of now is how I wish you were here to share an experience, but I can no longer fathom how you would respond to that experience. I think of you now and wonder who you would be now. If you'd still be insane, musing about everything but never doing anything, or if you'd be different, if you'd have grown, changed... I sometimes wonder.

Old friend

Im not leaving you, but I cant chase you any further. Know that if you should ever need me in the future I'll still be where you've always found me. My heart and my mind haven't changed but distance has already spread me too thin and I cant send another piece of my heart to one more place where I cant reach it.

Here's the thing- Im unfit, for every other man, they just arent you. But you are wasting me. My experiences, my care, my time are running out... as are yours. Every day we lose another 24 hours of moments that could be beautiful and great and ours.

Now, I understand that I'm not the typical idea of perfection, but I know that I would be perfect for you. You say that you are broken, bad, a failure. I happen to be the person who can make things better. I have been tempered by life and made to be strong. The rest, it's too fluid to get hung up on.

So, Lover, please take all the time you need. But please, dont take too long. If it feels good at arms length, just imagine how it could feel if you held me in them.