My heart is sad for you my brother. Let it be known that a noble soul was wounded this day. I pledge this to you, you shall not suffer this wounding, this ignominity, alone. I am here for you, and at a simple behest I shall be at your door with naught but a kind ear to listen, and a pair of warm arms to soothe.
Separation
anonymous
February 23 2002, 01:02:36 UTC
I met you one time over the summer; everything else I learned about you came from the heart of your lost beloved. I have known her since ... well it's been six years ... and although our visits are few and far between, we have an unseparable bond. (she's smiling right now, despite the fact both our mascara is smeared...) Knowing just what she told me of you was enough to be able to share in her feelings. And as we sit here sniffing ('cause 2 years is a long time to wait), I can't help but feel at least some of the void you both must be feeling now. To share such a defining love is something even Aphrodite herself would be jealous of. And if in your heart you know her to be the one you want to share eternity with, two years will be something you are willing to wait.
I'm sad now =*(
~Stephanie
Love knows not its depth until it is lost...
anonymous
February 23 2002, 01:13:32 UTC
I am going to send you this one last thing,since on my last oppertunity of seeing you,I did not get to say good bye.i am extremely glad to know that you will suffer nome of the law's consequences.(forgive me for not knowing how to word it...)but i think the biggest thing lost will be what we could have had in the year before i turn eighteen.i have lost a big part of my heart with what my father has sentenced us with.like they said,it is the family ties that bind,and choke.i could not be more ashamed or remorseful of what is going on with my father right now.i pray
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a word to the worriesomedryadisvesperiFebruary 27 2002, 13:01:33 UTC
I must thank you, all of you. Without you as friends I would not have lasted a day, much less a week. I believe i'm feeling a bit more hopeful. The vortex in my heart is slowly closing on itself, and I am able once again to see the stars.
I thank you, my fellows, my brothers, the very fragments of my once-complete soul...you hold my hand in the most dangerous of places, and it is for that which I am grateful for.
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I'm sad now =*(
~Stephanie
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I thank you, my fellows, my brothers, the very fragments of my once-complete soul...you hold my hand in the most dangerous of places, and it is for that which I am grateful for.
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