Ours is the kind that hurts the most.
The love where one would give their everything to receive absolutely nothing.
To make sure that at the end of the day you have a smile on your face, and contentment in your heart.
Evermore I will be the Pip to your Estella, Quasimodo to Esmeralda.
And in the shadows I am cast to watch your heart break time and time again.
I want to fix it. Heal it and make it whole again.
But alas I watch from the distance as the choices you make bring you farther from me than before.
And with each passing day, with each change of the leaves I love you more.
More than yesterday and not quite as much as tomorrow.
My mind paints a picture of perfection every time I dream of you.
A Goddess among mortals dancing in the wind.
And though my love for you is unrequited, I shall continue to guard you my dear.
I promise to be there as long as my heart beats strong and there is breath in my body.
For I love you.
Now, and forever.
Until my death does us part.

“It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living, I want to know what you ache for. It doesn’t interest me how old you are, I want to know if you are willing to risk looking like a fool for love, for your dreams, for the adventure of being alive. I want to know if you can live with failure, yours and mine. It doesn’t interest me where you live or how rich you are, I want to know if you can get up after a night of grief and despair, weary and bruised to the bone, and be sweet to the ones you love. I want to know if you can be alone with yourself and truly like the company you keep in the empty moments of your life.”
-Jon Blais

Your hand I hold on this sweet summer night
A perfect moment frozen in time
Live in it forever while utter happiness ensues
A constant grin on my face in the moments with you
I cherish all that you give me day in and day out
A retreat from the world with out any doubts
No doubts about you, me or us
There’s no other like you, you’ve captured my trust
With that trust comes a burden yours only to bear
The burden of my love, for you only I care
You smile back at me, as I get lost in your eyes
Thinking of what we could be if we give this a try
Possibilities seem endless and I’m willing to chance
Anything that I have for this sweet, sweet romance
So let it be if just for now or forever
Let us be, don’t you ever say never

A thought
A fleeting thought
A fleeting thought of life without you
You my angel of hope
My angel of light.
If my body were to pass in one of the moments I cherish with you
I would look back on it with contentment
For you put a smile on my face
Light in my eyes
Love in my heart

A fleeting thought of life without you
Is one of the most devastating thoughts to run through my head
To lose you, catastrophe would then ensue
And in the dawn of my depression, in the dawn of my darkest hour
A pain surges through my body leaving my blood cold and my heart colder

Always and forever is what I promised and always and forever is still what I know in
my heart of hearts will be the outcome
There is no me without you
Me without you might as well be a body without a purpose
A bird without a song
A dog without a master
Me without you is misery

As that thought leaves my head, just as quick as it came
I realize that I am lucky

A story of love.
A story of loss.
A tragedy written in time.
A tragedy to which I must break free and recreate this drama all in itself.
For my heart beats for thee.
Beats solely for the moment upon whence my lips return to the soft sweet embrace of the one I call my home.
Because home is where the heart is.
And my heart is beating faster and faster almost out of my chest towards you.
Like it always has.
Like it always will.
While what has been written of our script cannot be erased like pencil to paper, the ending has not yet been set in stone.
And once my stone has officially been set, I hope it is set next to yours.
Amen.

“She is too good for you. Her mind is too brilliant. Too intricate. And how do I know this? Because I get her. Quite possibly better than anyone on the face of this planet. I’ve seen her ups and downs and I know her pains and joys. And she plays the exact same role to me. But, the only difference between her and I is that I know that I can’t live without her. She doesn’t yet. And that’s why I feel sorry for you. Because once she realizes that no other man on the face of the planet gets her like I do, well from then on the idea of us is like a cancer, always lurking in the back of her mind. So go now, explore the world and enjoy your time, but it is my plot that shall be next to hers when this world ends.”

My dear youthful nation, what is happening to us? We are tearing ourselves apart little by little and without knowing it self-destructing our own futures. Careless actions and delusions of an immortality that simply does not exist lead us to mistakes with consequences that can be prevented. Let those from our past be present in our lives by remembering the lessons that they teach us. That no matter how young we feel, no matter how invincible, even the mighty can fall. Our generation is a generation of spontaneity and moments. Yes, live for the moment. But also live for the future. Live for your dreams, plans and ambitions. Live for your friends and family and take not for granted all that you have in this world for there are those that have less than you. Seize every opportunity that you are given and do not waste the talents that have been bestowed on you. For you are lucky to be here. To be here one more day, one more hour, one more minute. Cherish it.
RIP Jake 1/25/10