Stolen Words
my apologies to the original writer of these words and for my folding, spindling, and almost certainly mutilating them in an attempt to mold them into something more personal.
Well how about this way. I love that you yammer and often catch yourself rambling on, I love when you order dinner there isn't an item which doesn't require at least one substitution, I love that you can still laugh even when you think i'm nuts, I love that it only took a single moment with you to provide me with the memory of a lifetime and I love that you are the last voice I want to hear at night and the first person i want to see the rays of sunlight cast upon. And it's not because I'm lonely, and it's not because I'm not loved. I write here tonight because when you realize you want to ...
it has never been a matter of want, it has always been a matter of knowing how to get there. to get there intact and worthy.
Posted by ac at August 8, 2003 07:32 PM