IX • XXVI • MMIX
This morning, as I recalled the 12 or so minutes that we talked that day, I remembered how he told me he was going to change himself and that I'd someday be proud of him... I admit that I've wondered every day since if he did change himself and if I would be proud of him, but all I only know is that I still love him.
Although it didn't occur to me at the time, that last talk, that last time I heard his voice, was almost exactly 3 years from the first time I met him in person... and every single day, from that first day to this last day, until this day today has never been the same - That is the power of love.
I am always remembering...
"Fear Eats the Soul"
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