One Wish
What would you wish for? If you could wish for anything. Anything at all. A little while ago I was trying to imagine what it would be. I figured it would be something for Nick Or Melissa. But I really don't know. I do know what I would wish for. I loved somebody deeply. And loving her so deeply ended up hurting us both. I would wish that I had never hurt her. More than anything. Unless it would mean having never loved her.
What is more important? Is the love more important. I just didn't quite know what to do with the love. I caused pain. But the love did change us both. Love is still what counts.
From the first time I met her we had something in common. It was the way we first looked at each other. There was a feeling that surrounded that first glance into her eyes. We both knew it was there. It was all spelled out there, the first time I touched her hand, the first time I looked into her eyes. And it was very simple: I wanted to love her and she wanted me to love her. Never in my life have eyes reached out to me like hers did.
Its taken me a long time to find out who I am in this business. Its taken me a long time because I did not want to find what I had to find.
What is more important? Is the love more important. I just didn't quite know what to do with the love. I caused pain. But the love did change us both. Love is still what counts.
From the first time I met her we had something in common. It was the way we first looked at each other. There was a feeling that surrounded that first glance into her eyes. We both knew it was there. It was all spelled out there, the first time I touched her hand, the first time I looked into her eyes. And it was very simple: I wanted to love her and she wanted me to love her. Never in my life have eyes reached out to me like hers did.
Its taken me a long time to find out who I am in this business. Its taken me a long time because I did not want to find what I had to find.
My sword still smokes with bloody execution and my hands all the seas incarnadine.The time has come to let go of that. And Gillian helped me to understand that. Thank you Gillian. I, too, am a beautiful, wonderful child. And I have done nothing wrong.

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