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Date Posted: 03:11:01 10/15/03 Wed
Sometimes,
Sometimes like now when I sit to reflect,
To reflect on what has been and what it says it will be, I find that I am glad that my life has taken the course that it has.
In the past it has been enough to carry that convivtion,to grit my teeth and look forward, look forward with the determination that comes from the belief that things can only get better, surely, for I have been to the pits and back before.
But now,
But now I find that it is not grim determination that I find myself falling back on as I sit down to reflect.
Now I find a smile arresting my face, joy and anticipation overflowing my heart. Now I find that this unfortunate person, for whom nothing seems to have the promise of permanence, has that and more. And it is good.
So that now,
So that now as I sit down and think about what has been, I find that what will be is better than what I dreamed should be. To have found love in the most unexpected way, to have found it when least expected, is to have dreams come true.
So that now,
So that now I can sing an ode to joy in my heart,for when my soul doth sing to my heart I am a maestro, even though the vocalisation of the song would be akin to croaking. Yet I sing a melody to my heart, and it says my time has come, the feather that was blowing in the wind has found its nest, the forlorn one has been enveloped in love's embrace and is glad. Glad that it has been, glad that it is good. Glad.
And I wish,
I wish that were I to open my heart able, show you would I the deepest reaches of my heart, so as you may glimpse that which I have. For if you had but an inkling of what I know, you would have reason to worry none, for I have stood on the edge of the cliff to view that which my heart stores in its deepest depths and it is but only love for you.
I did not set out to find love in this manner, but love found me, and I am glad. In my imaginings you would be walking on some road and we would meet, and talk, and get to know each, and then get to like each other, and then fall in love, and walk together to the shores of this existence. But that is in my imaginings. Yet love had its own way, and now that it is upon us, to worry about the method it has chosen to visit us is to haggle on the inconsequential. For the method matters not.
It matters not how we have met, but that we have.
It matters not how this is not the normal idea of falling in love but we have.
It matters not that we have not yet met in person but that we will.
it matters not that we do not fully know each other yet but that we will.
More than anything else,
More than anything else it matter only that as I sit here and reflect,
I LOVE YOU OSARU.
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