To You (because some things weren’t meant to be left unsaid).

So here ends the story of two restless souls, within the bodies of habitual wanderers, each in their own way searching for peace, happiness, perhaps understanding, perhaps joy . Souls who were found just for a moment, together.

With you I found an attraction so powerful to me that it transcended all logic, all loyalties, all desire for the life I have worked so hard to achieve thus far. A union which has brought with it’s addictive lustfulness, a guilt and a secret which I am now destine to guard forever; but more than this, within you I found a kindred, someone who held up the mirror to myself so that I may see myself without pretence and accept who I am regardless of my guise and responsibilities. I will remember this time with you in my life, for this.

If mine was merely a physical attraction to you, then maybe I might have been able to resist. Your eyes, your lips, your smile…I am weak to all of these. The shape of your fingertips, your soft skin, the feel of your hands in my hair. These images stay with me. But yours is not purely a physical beauty. You have a gift whereby you offer yourself wholly to those around you somehow without losing yourself in them. I was totally captivated by what you showed me of yourself.

So now your journey continues. By the time you read this you may already be gone.

Some things remain. The sun will still rise and we will each be blown away each morning by it’s beauty, in our different worlds, some distance away from each other; but as you watch the new beginning, you can be sure, that somewhere on this earth, I will watch the same and my heart will be lifted .

I will listen to music with renewed joy, alive in my own skin again after being awoken by you.

I guess I am writing to thank you for what your presence has meant in my life. Your energy remains with me regardless of your location or destination and I feel blessed to have been touched by you.

My own journey is far from over. I love this West Coast, but the time will come to move on…always in search of adventure, this country cannot hold me forever. Sometimes I feel as though I am chasing my own heart, just out of reach…the thrill of the chase perhaps; but if I can ever settle, you already know where it will be and if you want the job, it is yours.

Love Me xxx