Tuesday, February 7, 2012

the letter to my love

Little of what I say can take back what I have done, the hurt I have caused, the destruction I have brought upon you and upon us. All I have is my own remorse for being the man who I was, and for not acknowledging what I was doing.
While you say you are not the woman I thought I would be with, I do not love this woman any less than ‘that woman’. No, things haven’t gone as I expected they would – because I am quite naïve and ignorant myself. I thought all would be relatively easy, throw off her burden and she’ll just go away (relatively speaking) and I will just magically change and become a different/better person right away.
Our lives have changed drastically in the past 2 years, and we both bear the scars of that time together – whether inflicted by self or others. I also know that I am not the man you thought I was, not quite the man you fell in love with in July, 2010.
What I do know is that I love you, and I do find you very beautiful. You look into your eyes and see a lack of life, I look into your eyes and I see love, I see resolve. While you have serious tones, and we both have our commitments, there is no beauty lost in you, mo ghra. Just like our bodies and our souls, beauty changes, it develops, it grows.
While I know I do not have all of the answers, nor have I been the best partner at times, I am here to be the air for your fire. To help you lift up when you are down.
The sun never goes away forever, we are in the dark months of the year, I always feel a lesser connection to nature this time of year, it is tough to see, tough to feel it. While you have been a phoenix of change for many others, it is time for your own ‘rebirth’ (if you will). It is time to take care of Andrea … that time is long overdue.

If you are going ‘back into the mines, take this helmet and this axe, and holdfast onto this rope, because I’m going to walk with you, and I don’t want to lose you

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