Like always you cut me exhausted hungry destitute alone freezing stuttering in coldness without you. Unaware of how you would pop up with open ended questions to decide my life without you.
To answer your question with awareness fairness realizing it was you who questioned me; out of the blue using a new name de plume that I had to intuit it right that it was you or forever miss my mark.
No it's never too soon nor too late, for lovers to meet face to face; after each catastrophic storm had ended, or after a lifetime or two.
You were the only real man back with me after each storm. hopping I rescued myself! You reappeared dead silent, Talking your own language and you never hinted what hell I lived through. How astounded in shock wounded i was you carried open ended questions for me to make lifetime decision with my shattered heart. you failed to realize struggling to survive homeless without resources have no time for healing wisdom.
Why in the world do you ask such questions behind this mirror!?? And sadly for me, in my own answer, you found your road ahead with a significant other!.
That was easy wasn't it!?
Should I spell the many Name De Plume on here HP with your many windows you used!? You closed some and left others open.
I know you read me on here delivering anonymous messages was that fair!? ~~~~~~ I live by this biblical rule: "Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud not covertly hidden.. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrong doings. Love does not delight in evil but love rejoices with the truth. ~~~~~~ It was never too late or soon dear; you just asked too many **** questions, and in my suffering pain I missed my mark again. You made me stumble and fall.
Yes fall always, with your help. ~~~~~~~ By: Karijinbba
Inspired by the bible and my old true love my Angel eyed king of hearts