Realizing that my pain that resulted from past failures was only temporary because forgetting that past knowing that foregiveness does not change what happened I am finally able to move on as the other half of my heart comes home.
It does let me take the first step torward growth and creation as each time that one loves is the only time and a difference of object does not alter singleness of passion but merely intensifies it.
I knew that her love was the other half of my heart on the day that she came to me and said that she loved me and I could feel that love when she talked to me hearing it in her voice like a tone that only I could hear.
Knowing that I have loved her in numerous forms, numerous times, life after life, age after age forever our final journey now begins as I dip my feather into the inkwell of the sunset and write about her sending my love to the treasure of her heart of which my heart is now a part.
I can not take for granted our future knowing that we have the love of each other and more importantly we have ourselves as we touch and our hearts became whole once more and our love continues to grow and we both know that our love for each other exceeds the need for each other. Jon York 2013