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Love Note
9/29/20 My Dearest Love:
We are in a high place tonight, just the two of us - the wind is blowing and the air is cold with only the love we share keeping us warm wrapping our arms around one another one another hearts. You are always up here with me filling my world with your love. I don't know what to say sometime or how I'm going to say it. For starters, thank you for saving me with your heart, thank you for loving me. I am more sensitive to your feeling here in my old age. I cannot beat the fear alone. You've always been more ferocious than me. Do you ever turn your head looking around as you read these lines, seeking me, looking for the smile on my face, the love in my heart. It is always there as you are always on my mind, my love for you always in my heart. You can look into my eyes and see my love shining out to guide you. There is no need for me to say more, you know what is in my heart. Without you there is no love, without you I have no world. So thank you for your heart, thank you for your love, thank you for my world. I love you and everything I am is in my love for you.
I'll Love You Always
Forever & Ever
Your Steve
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If only we had been this wise when we were younger....I look at young couples who seem to have it all together - oh, not financially nor monetarily - they still struggle to make ends meet - but emotionally. They are secure and happy in their lives, even when things are difficult. To be honest, I think that a big part (maybe all) of the difference is God...the people who are the most content live Godly lives.
I do, often, look around for you when I read your words - especially if we’ve recently spoken - because I can hear you speak the words to me - and I am warm and secure - safe - wrapped in your arms. You are probably the only man I was never afraid of - I always knew you’d never hurt me physically - and the emotional hurts were never intentional - for either of us.
I worry when I read your journal - about all the health stuff - wish you were next to me so that I could help to care for you. At the same time (you do remember my sick sense of humor) I chuckle about the state taking pieces of you slowly. My God, I’m macabre
I love you - every day - I sleep and dream wrapped in your love....
Love - always and all ways
Your Jeannie