Written entirely in longhand on a flight from San Diego, CA to Vancouver, BC early 2005. I found it amongst my things while cleaning my old travel bags. I don't remember writing it or what preceded before and after but I believe love has a way of finding its way back in any form.
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The California coastline at sunset, with a vast orange haze for its horizon is eerily similar to your strengths. While not always visible, come night its presence resurfaces. Even the roaring jet engines can't deafen the visual beauty as it extends for an eternity beyond ours. I want to be strong, strong like you. To contain the orange glow in my soul, to never let the weight of my family burdens and stupidity cause another collapse. Being next to you glorifies the bonds of our love and creates a peaceful lull.
Tuesdays with Morrie, everyday with you. Your love has never run silent; I hear it loudest in only my times of need. Selfish, yes, I have always been. As night approaches, I can break from your orange blanket of protection. I need to fulfill my life by being the greatest person ever to be associated in your life.
Importance withstanding, I love you ever so dearly. The city lights beneath me twinkle, stars on the wrong side of the sky. You glow so fiercely, my angel on the wrong side of Heaven. Show me the way, my dear, show me the way. Lead, as you always have, here I refuse to lose you. If such a possibility occurred, I would look upon the horizon for your direction, your strength. The foregoing endless bounds of your soul stretch further than I could ever hope to see.
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"I need to fulfill my life by being the greatest person ever to be associated in your life."
i like that line.