Going On

My Love, I go on because I love you. I guess I've been cursed with strength. Strength to endure this pain. I don't desire it. "Getting through" this isn't what I want to do. Giving up sounds gracious to me! But I do go on because I LOVE YOU. Your love is with me... You said so : ) And we both know... You're always right! ; D I love you, hot stuff!

Perfection!

He is perfect. Perfect features... breath-taking blue eyes, gorgeous smile, adorable button nose, beautiful lips... perfect body... His courage has no end. His strength?? UNMATCHABLE! His LOVE... everlasting!! PERFECTION! I want him. Every bit of him... His arms were so warm, his voice so comforting. He protected me, romanced me, loved me above all... and loved God. My body aches for this perfect man I call my own. I'm scared; scared of the present and even more scared of the future. I'm in the absence of his perfection... it's cold and lonely without it.

baby!baby! I love you ; )