Lo importante no es llegar
lo importante es el camino,
yo no busco la verdad
sólo se que hay un destino.
lunes, 24 de octubre de 2011
domingo, 2 de octubre de 2011
Dear John,
There's so much I want to say to you,but I'm not sure where I should begin.Should I start by telling you that I love you? Or that the days I've spent with you have been the happiest in my life? Or that in the short time I've known you,I've come to believe that we were meant to be together? I could say all those things and all would be true,but as I reread them,all I can think is that I wish I were with you now,holding your hand and watching your elusive smail.
In the future,I know I'll relive our time together a thousand times.I'll hear you laughter and see your face and feel your arms around me.I'm going to miss all of that,more than you can imagine.You're rare gentleman,John,and I treasure that about you.In all the time we were together,you never pressed me to sleep with you,and I can't tell you how much that meant to me.It made what we had seem even more special,and that's how I always want to remember my time with you.Like a pure white light,breathtaking to behold.
I'll think about you every day.Part of me is scared that there will come a time when you don't feel the same way,that you'll somehow forget about what we shared,so this is what I want to do.Wherever you are and no matter what's going on in your life,when it's the first night on the full moone--like it was the first time we met--I want you to find in the nighttime sky.I want you to think about me and the week shared,because wherever I am and no matter what's going on in my life,that's exactly what I'll be doing.If we can't be together,at least we can share that,and maybe between the two of us,we can make this last forever.
I love you,Jhon Tyree,and I'm going to hold you to the promise you once made me.If you come back,I'll marry you.If you break your promise,you'll break my heart
Love,
Savannah
There's so much I want to say to you,but I'm not sure where I should begin.Should I start by telling you that I love you? Or that the days I've spent with you have been the happiest in my life? Or that in the short time I've known you,I've come to believe that we were meant to be together? I could say all those things and all would be true,but as I reread them,all I can think is that I wish I were with you now,holding your hand and watching your elusive smail.
In the future,I know I'll relive our time together a thousand times.I'll hear you laughter and see your face and feel your arms around me.I'm going to miss all of that,more than you can imagine.You're rare gentleman,John,and I treasure that about you.In all the time we were together,you never pressed me to sleep with you,and I can't tell you how much that meant to me.It made what we had seem even more special,and that's how I always want to remember my time with you.Like a pure white light,breathtaking to behold.
I'll think about you every day.Part of me is scared that there will come a time when you don't feel the same way,that you'll somehow forget about what we shared,so this is what I want to do.Wherever you are and no matter what's going on in your life,when it's the first night on the full moone--like it was the first time we met--I want you to find in the nighttime sky.I want you to think about me and the week shared,because wherever I am and no matter what's going on in my life,that's exactly what I'll be doing.If we can't be together,at least we can share that,and maybe between the two of us,we can make this last forever.
I love you,Jhon Tyree,and I'm going to hold you to the promise you once made me.If you come back,I'll marry you.If you break your promise,you'll break my heart
Love,
Savannah
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