Entry for December 21, 2006
Once again, it seems, a cloud looms upon my life. What light I had restored to me in these past few weeks, seems to have faded away, as so much vapors from a fire, extinguished by the tears of a once again wounded heart.
I would not wish, the pain I feel, upon even my worst enemy. Must my soul be lain upon the whipping board once again? To what end does this torture relent? Yea, though I desire to recoil from the sting, I will rise. I will rise again, and again, and again, and yet again. For there is one, stranded in the wilderness of life, that I must continue this fight.
I believe, with all my heart, with all that is within me, that there is true love in this world. And that love is truly worth the struggle.
I pray a simple request: That there be one woman, above all others, that will stumble upon my pleas. That there be one woman, with whom my words will resound within her very core, to stir within her, a force which she has never known. That there be one woman, that longs for the sound of my voice, the heat of my breath upon her skin, the taste of my lips upon hers, and the touch of my finger tips. To share what life we both shall have remaining upon this earth.
