Love is a circle, that doth restless move
In the same sweet eternity of Love.
You really are beautiful and special to me. I look at you and can’t quite understand why I am lucky enough to be able to call you mine ! Coming down from the drug is so hard though isn’t it? When we have had these times I think we both really feel the withdrawal from each other. I miss you so much ! I just want to be able to talk to you when I want, pick up the phone to you when I want, hold you when I want !
I love your writing and your contact with your emotions and your inner self. You stir stuff in me long since dead and buried and I will always be grateful to you for bringing me back to life and making me believe that anything is possible again !!
You are mine and I am Yours and we are bound in some strange way together.
Those words you wrote to me then, that I have now read, complete the circle……..