Like purifying the precious metal by heating it to extremes.
Like melting iron and tin to create steel.
Like purifying water by boiling it.
Like coal is crushed and heated to make diamond.
We went into the fire and came out purified.
All truths were spoken, the untried interactions were fulfilled, and even so our bond survived. Stronger now.
Too much is being said, not enough can be seen.
I want to show you how much I care for you, love you, feel you inside, important. We're growing together, and I feel we could grow so much more if we were closer, eye to eye, face to face, hand to hand, smile to smile. Hug to hug. Warmth with warmth. Too much is being lost.
I still wonder if we are meant for together... not meant - is it the good decision? What to decide? Are we what each of us wants? Needs? Aren't they the same?
Personal presence is irreplaceable.
I think too much.
I'm slightly worried that we might be on the high point of a still ongoing transformation. But I'm confident our bond is stronger, and that's not going to change. God, let it be so.
I didn't tell you. I prayed today and decided not to tell you. Prayer should be a personal matter, telling you risks converting prayer into a gift for you, but I think that is not its highest purpose.
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