Dear John, by NothingNess
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Dear John, I miss you more than a mother misses her child. I need you more than the air I breathe. I strain to hear your voice in the howling wind. I feel your caresses from pouring the rain. I look for your face in the clouds and your smile in the warmth of the sun. The moon reminds me of your ever constant presence, the stars twinkle like your eyes. I thought I saw you in a man and I gave him my heart. I don
Comments (7)
Shadowmonkey
A very sad letter. :0(
SJConnick
Very sad. But remember the experiences we go through both good and bad, happen for a reason. When you get through all of this, you will come to realize that without having gone through the pain and struggle, you wouldn't have become the strong woman you are. Don't give up hope. Quitting is for the weak, and you Leah, are not weak. I have faith in you. Dust yourself off the best you can, and keep going the best way you know how. I am not trying to dimish your painful experiences, quite the opposite. Let them empower you. The Goddess (or the Diety of your choosing) never sets us up for failure...ever.
TallPockets
From an old geezer's perspective, things happen in our lives when we aren't looking so hard for them. Beautiful, beautiful written piece. V
broken_dreamz85
very sad piece but i'm still young so I dont know a lick bout love all i can do is give ya hug hugs be strong like you are :)
cagewench
Sarah's comment said all that I would say and said it well, so "ditto" :)
bluliner35
Perhaps TP isn't so far off. It's where you look, and what you find. God dwells within you, as you. It's a bit of sanitized white bread eastern mysticism. Still, for what it's worth, i truly believe that love, that spiritual, unconditional love, truly does live in your heart.
micsteel
They say you never find love till you stop looking... it's also said that a loving relationship is just a codependency bound by addictions (like sex, and security...). On the third hand, that's what makes us human, eh? Don't be afraid to love, or ashamed of yourself: Live free from the fear of other's opinions. Yours is what counts.