My Dearest Rebecca,
I was so sad yesterday when your sister called to let me know that you were gone. Her voice so raw from the endless tears now run dry. I could hear the pain she felt and I share in that sorrow with her. I may never understand why you felt the need to leave, with so many here who loved and needed you. I can only hope that you have found the peace which always seemed just out of reach.
Our year together was one of the best of my life. The days spent walking through the city. The picnics we had by the old church. The nights spent in your arms. I still miss our all night talks, the plans we had which never came to be. You were always happiest talking about your dancing. The freedom you felt being able to really let loose, a release from the shy sweet girl you were the rest of the time. I'm sorry things didn't work out for us, but I'm so happy and grateful that we remained such good friends.
I believe that when two people fall in love, they carry that love with them for the rest of their lives. Know that you are a part of me forever and that the love you gave me will give me the strength and warmth to carry me through the rest of my days.
Try not to worry about your sister. I will do my best to help her in any way I can. Goodbye for now my love. We will meet again where there is no pain and no sorrow, only happiness and contentment.
All my Love Now and Forever,
M
I can write the saddest words tonight.
The night sky is broken,
and they shiver blue, those stars in the distance.
The night wind turns in the sky and sings.
I can write the saddest words tonight.
I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.
On nights like these I held her in my arms.
I kissed her greatly under the infinite sky.
She loved me, and sometimes I loved her too.
How could I not have loved her huge, still eyes.
I can write the saddest words tonight.
To think I don't have her. To feel I have lost her.
Hear the vast night, infinite without her.
Words fall on the soul like dew on the grass.
What does it matter that I couldn't keep her.
The night is broken, and she is not with me.
This is all. Someone sings far off. Far off,
my soul is not content to have lost her.
As though to reach her, my eyes look for her.
My heart searches for her, and she is not with me.
The same night whitens, in the same branches.
We, from that time, are no longer the same.
I don't love her, that's certain, but how I loved her.
My voice tried to find the breeze to reach her.
Another's kisses on her, like my kisses.
Her voice, her bright body, infinite eyes.
I don't love her, that's certain, but perhaps I love her.
Love is brief, and forgetting takes so long.
Since, on these nights, I held her in my arms,
my soul is not content to have lost her.
Though this is the last pain she will make me suffer,
and these are the last lines I will write for her.
In case you're wondering why I decided to post this here, Rebecca used to read this site back when she danced. She showed it to me a few times and I know that it helped her to have a place like this she could come and be accepted unconditionally by a community of people that shared the same experiences and feelings that she did. I needed to say goodbye to my friend and it just felt right to do it here. Good luck to all of you ladies here. I know what you do can be very difficult at times. God knows it was for her. Know that there are people in your lives that love you. I will miss my friend. God Bless.



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