It befuddles my mind, words stop, feelings poured forth in torrents. How much I love you May, how I miss you now. How I feel I have been such an unworth husband, a poor father, never giving my full attention. I am sorry. I need to be a new man, like Jesus from the tomb. Maybe, from this time of sorrows, I can see you again with fresh love and a new beginning. You tug at my heart like no one or nothing else, and I search in vain at night for your unequalled gaze of beauty.
This is the first of my daily postings, for the next six months, for however long it may take for you to grasp my inestimable love for you.
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