Tuesday, December 16, 2008

I have found myself all too often chasing you. No, my love, I will no longer chase, for I deserve to be chased for once. Believe me when I say this will be a difficult task; to sit idly by and wait for you to come looking for me. But one day you will wake, and when you do your mind will be flooded with thoughts of unconditional love, hand-holding in the afternoon, nights of pain and pleasure...and your very next thought will be of me.

Until then, my love, I am practicing your name so I can say it to your face.

1 comment:

Char|ey said...

This is beautiful.
I hope that you get the chance to say her name, to her face.