Paths…

My path started so far away and has meandered from here to there, following an unlikely trail. Other paths were crossed and some were even followed for a while, but only for a while. Where my path is leading me, I can’t be sure, but where I want it to take me, I am in no doubt…

Your path began worlds away from mine. It seems to have wandered less and crossed fewer paths than mine. But, it crossed my own a while ago, went away, and has returned.

When I think about it, the paths of our lives are so different, that it’s difficult to understand why they ever crossed. But, they did.

Are our paths running parallel to each other? I can feel yours so close to mine. Akin to orbiting each other, albeit at a safe distance.

I hope our paths become closer. So that they touch, becoming one before they run parallel again.

You are…

The light in my day and the stars in my night.
My quiet night and my morning bright.
My journey to work, and my return home.

Stars...

You are a wonderful and beautiful star flying through space and perhaps sometimes passing close to other wonderful, beautiful stars...

Gaze upon them all as if you will never set eyes upon them again Alone, for it is agianst the other souls we pass that we can really see ourselves, in that how they see us as they pass by...

Life is the most beautiful thing we have ever received...

Live it as if it would be taken from you tomorrow... I promise you it will not last forever...

Love as if it is to be stolen from you...

With all your beautiful heart and soul...

And yet...

A dream, yet real.
Within my grasp, yet beyond my reach.
Down to earth, yet upon a pedestal.
Strong, yet so fragile.

Normal and yet… Extraordinary.

Waiting…

I don’t want to have many dreams, I want just one dream, my living dream.
I don’t want to hedge my bets, I want not to gamble, I want to be sure.
I don’t want to have options, you are perfect, why would I need options?
I don’t want to play the field,


Wait for what?

Would you choose to be with someone, whilst knowing you really want to be with someone else?

Would you rush in, hoping above hope that your rash choice will just turn out livable with?

Would you give your mind and body to someone, whilst knowing that your heart lay elsewhere?

Or would you wait, wait until you are sure that your are giving your heart, totally and without reservation, to the person who you really want to have it?

Things to say...

This is actually what I want to say:

Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,

Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,

Silence the pianos and with muffled drum

Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.

Let the aeroplanes circle moaning overhead

Scribbling on the sky the message she is Dead.

Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,

Let traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.

She was my North, my South, my East and West.

My working week and my Sunday rest,

My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;

I thought that love would last for ever: I was wrong.

The stars are not wanted now: Put out every one;

Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun;

Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood;

For nothing now can ever come to any good.

(Taken from Four Weddings and a Funeral)

The day the world stopped…

It didn’t really did it? I mean everything carried on exactly had it had before. Nothing changed, the sun still arose, and the days continued.

I was always of the opinion that it was the men who left their partners for greener pastures, not the women. Though the thought of me leaving you never crossed my mind, why would I want to. Maybe that was where I went wrong?

Well, it’s been quite a while now. You know Princess, I’ve noticed some smiles at me, if just a little, maybe I’m not as bad as I thought. I know this will sound silly, but, even after this long, I chastise myself for cheating on you, just because the thought of someone else crosses my mind.