dolorous interludes.

Silent strolls in the ghosted town of Singapore exudes a certain fear in us; the long summer break springs to mind, but unlike previous years when i welcomed it with enumerating joy, i grow wistful and morose as i think it through tonight-- it marks his soon to come intermittent absence that my restless and faithless heart will find difficult to endure. However, he holds me close and takes my hand in the surest and most certain fashion, allowing me almost to bask in my comfort of aassurances and certainty. "Six more years till we marry, i can hardly wait!" i chirp almost naively. This however, isn't idealism; i brave my defeats and night-time phantoms, only to reach the highest level of confidence that ever have i felt in many years of brokeness, childish fears and mellow tears. This boy of mine, seemingly my alter ego; never have i met with someone so similar and yet so drastically different at the same time, and whom i have grown to love so absolutely, completely and wholly.

We make the promises or our lifetime; those words, the heartstrings that hold me together in faith, and in love.
i love you my dearest. Ever so thankful that i have you.

posted by voyeur @ 3/24/2004 09:02:00 PM