May 26, 2004
If I believed in angels, I would say that you were mine. An ocean away, and you still find ways to show me just how you love me, how you care. My emotional need for you has become a physical one. I need you to hold me; I need to feel you beside me, I need to put my forehead against yours and wrap myself in all you are. I love you with an intensity that even I am not capable of understanding. I don't have to understand it. I simply know that it is, and that I am happy.