By trac 4 Date: 31 July 1997
to find her way. In the distance I hear her call, wanting, needing, waiting for
it all. I to need her, but I cannot say ~ simply that "I love you" No, not this day.
The pain continues. For me, and I'm sure for her. One day it will stop, when I don't know. It is certain to be replaced with the love that we hold. I still thank the stars each night for leading me to her, letting me touch her light. Her glow consumes me, this I know. I could ramble on about this, but she already knows.
She is changing, I am too. We are growing, each in our own way. The future holds promise for us one day. In life we share a date, one that comes but once a year, God I can't wait. To share that day with her is yet but a dream, silly it sounds, but that's what I mean.