Sunday, August 5, 2012

PERSONAL/ LOVE LETTER; SHE IS MY DEAREST

She is My Dearest because much of what I am today is a result of her being in my life and although "what I am" is not representative of my greatest potential it is she that I can work through to reach said potential; for I have chosen her to teach me these lessons and she has chosen me for the same.

She is My Dearest because she is of stunning beauty; a beauty that I am constantly reminded of in the morning when I wake up next to her and in the evenings when I arrive home. With the rawness of late, I feel naked and ill-equipped to hide from her my adoration and am reminded in this that even the worst of events are opportunities to open our eyes and see what is before us...in this case a flower of radiant colors that my eyes are sometimes blinded by.

She is My Dearest because she is the one who gave of her body, mind and soul to carry,

She is My Dearest because we can talk for hours about the current issues in our lives and when the pain becomes too overwhelming to keep a smile, we can pillowfight to the death and then fall into eachother's arms passionately before surrendering to the night.

She is My Dearest because she does support me as best that she can at any given moment and any given circumstances...and I judge her not for the times where I looked and couldn't find her because she became overwhelmed and had to hide.

She is My Dearest because her name is written all over my heart and so my heart wears those letters like a warm coat, shielding itself form the darkness and coldness in the world that would exist if she weren't around.

She is My Dearest because I love her and for all that she is and care nothing about what she is not.

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