My Dearest Amber –
Life comes at us in very strange ways, but always seems to leave us with important lessons if we just pay attention. I have been away from this forum and from you my love for some time. I simply don’t possess the elegance of word that you do, it’s one of your attributes I love so deeply. How ever barbaric or cryptic my written English, please accept these words from my heart.
My life is utterly empty without you. I of course am able to go through the motions, smile when appropriate, quip and barb as a conversation requires, bury my head in work but at the end of the day I am a simply a shell of the man I was with you in my life. Many times the night wakes me to the smell of you lying next to me the momentary rush that this has all been a bad dream all too quickly fades to the reality of my choice, my life without you. Days are filled with thoughts of you, memories of your giggle, the cool deep love of your emerald eyes, and your breath against my ear as you whisper “I love you”. My life is dark and empty without you, a lie I cannot live.
Life’s gift of choice I’ve come to understand is also its biggest challenge. The lessons of our life are truly rooted here to be sculpted. The sculpture of our life like a sculpture of granite is only formed through effort and power and direction and the sharp striking of a masons hammer. It is violent and painful in the process, but if we keep chipping away all that is not us we are left with the beautiful image God must have created us to be.
My love for you is a part of my beautiful sculpture Amber, I know now it can never be complete without you. I come to you now in this public place, head bowed to my love… Please allow me to spend the rest of my life proving I am the man that completes your sculpture.
All my love, dearest Pet.
J-Go