… new moon
… the beginning of the new moon year (Red Solar Moon Year)
… 2 + 6 + 7 + 2 + 0 + 1 + 4 = 22
… the day in the middle between our birthdays, mine and my love’s one.
Love has no other desire but to fulfill itself.
But if you love and must needs have desires, let these be your desires:
to melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night.
To know the pain of too much tenderness.
To be wounded by your own understanding of love; and to bleed willingly and joyfully.
To wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of loving;
to rest at noon and meditate love’s ecstasy;
to return home at eventide with gratitude;
and then to sleep with a prayer for the beloved in your heart and a song of praise upon your lips.
Kahlil Gibran, The Prophet
trying hard not to count the hours until you will leave
trying to enjoy THIS MOMENT
as you are here. with me. in my arms. in my eyes. in my mind.
what a challenge. what a blesson (blessing-lesson).
and what a challenge it will be to go on living NOW, enjoying the moments to come without you here …
no, i don’t want to cry. there is no reason for tears. i love you so much! i know you have to go and i know that we won’t loose each other … yet there is this little part of me wanting you to stay, wanting to hold you, touch you, love you & never let you go …
can’t take my eyes of you
can’t take my mind of you
want to shout it out loud … & let the whole world know about this miracle. how HAPPY i am. how WONDERFUL you are. that i love you. and you love me. heaven on earth. <3 <3 <3
it takes a minute to find a special person.
an hour to appreciate them.
a day to love them.
and an entire life to forget them.
now he’s gone. home does not feel like home this evening. missing him so much.
i did not want to go home after bringing him to the airport. started to clean his room & the kitchen as soon as we returned just to stop me from feeling the pain. now it does not even smell like him anymore …
yes, it is totally okay for me to let him let go, i am really happy about him making plans & starting to move … why does it hurt so much???