Don't think for a second that when I met you I fell for you... Don't think for a second that over time our hearts became one and love was a product of that growth. I have loved you since the first time I ever read a love story. I have loved you since the first time my heart ever fluttered. I have loved you my entire life, I have just been waiting to know your name...

There has never been a situation where you didnt know exactly what you wanted. There have been plenty of situations where you were fearful of the options, fearful of the possibilities and then decided to second guess just what it was that you wanted in the first place...

I had a dream... It was probably the most vivid dream I have ever had. You were right there beside me. You were so beautiful that I just had to kiss you. I slid my hands behind your neck teasing your hair and I slid in for a kiss. When your like did not respond the dream ended. Sadly I awoke to you not there.

Just know my heart misses you... So very much.

I cant stop thinking about this line in in what Love really means... Love me for me, not for what I have done or what I have become... On a level between you and God that is a given, he loves me for me... Mainly because he created me, who knows who I am and doesn't need to be convinced. But can you imagine someone loving you for you... Not with the idea of what you will do with your life, or what you have done... But loving you for who you are, true blue, straight up and down, right as rain love...

I should be fighting dragons... I should be climbing long winding stairwells trying to get to you. I should be riding my faithful steed through dark haunted forests and battling the shadows within myself, within you, within the moments that try and steal our hearts away. But instead I battle time, I battle worries, I battle things that have not yet come with no promises that they actually will. I battle my insecurities, I battle my fears. I battle the lacking of my faith in moments where promises and whispers should push me to triumph. I battle the past and decisions made so long ago that still haunt today.

What freedom a rouge tear has. Your life simply moving on through out the day, and then a random emotion starts to fall down your cheek. You softly wipe it away thinking nothing of it at the time but as your fingers feel the wetness and the faint trail that it had left your mind begins to wonder. See nothing in life can happen without you questioning the significance of it. Although the world and life itself would be a far better place if in fact we could just let things happen without needing to know exactly why or how. But as you feel that vague track of dripping emotion running down your face you start to wonder just what it could be. Your mind races to your heart and tries to find some logic of why you would showing such emotion. Your heart seems fine and intact even your mind tries to figure itself out to see if it was caused by something that he was thinking. But no, you sit there wondering just what it is that is going on with this emotion without the ability of finding an answer. So you stand up and declare to anything that had an opinion that in fact that tear was simply a rogue tear, a fluke that meant nothing in the long run. How I wish other things in life we could just accept.