STRIKING YOUR LOVE


I am here to love you, to hold you in my arms, to protect you as well as our family. I am here to learn from you and to receive your love in return Mona. I am here because there is no other place on earth for me, you are my only love.

I feel my throat begin to close and my eyes well-up with tears because I know it was time for you to go, I have commited the ultimate damage, striking your love with my hand. The look you gave me at that moment when we were in the van haunts me. I felt your sadness and my own loneliness at the moment I did it, and the ache in my heart grows stronger as you released me in the message you left on my phone while I was in that strange Hospital.

And then you spread your arms and step back because it is your place and not mine. I long to go with you, but your only response is to shake your head because we both knew that would be impossible. Your heart was broke and your spirit damaged. And I watch with breaking heart as you slowly drove and faded away down the drive.

I find myself straining to remember everything about that moment _____, everything about you. But soon, always too soon, your image will vanishe to its faraway place and I am alone on the portch waiting for the peaceman, and I do not care what others think as I bowedmy head to cry and cry and cry, I cried for almost two weeks waiting for you. There will always be a place in my heart for you my love, a place where I can visit to see the image that faded that July 28th day 2008.

I love you so.....please one day relish me in your love once again, I pray that God will fix your heart and repair your spirit, for I was the doomed man in the liqure I swallowed. My God forgave me, will you?

Your Once Love,
_____

the love letter collection
submitted 4:12 AM EST
saturday, september 6, 2008