Solitude

Do you suppose that some people are in this alone? I took a walk tonight. I laid in the snow and just let it fall -- I swear I could hear it. No stars -- a quiet mirror diffused idle city light as I watched -- captivated.
Snowflakes are a lot like us I think; they're blown around -- drifting -- collecting bits and pieces of the things around them. As they progress, they acquire a unique and beautiful shape. Once they've reached a point where they can no longer be sustained in their origin, they make their descent. We're drifting about -- all of us -- acquiring our own unique shapes as our souls pass through this place...Well that's what I think anyway...
Faith is tricky -- You've got to hold on to something and believe it with all of your heart, even if logic fails you -- trust is required...those two concepts appear quite a bit together, trust and faith...easy doesn't enter into it at all. I have faith in my heart tells me...I'm a fool -- a wonderful fool.
I will always have love for you...it's part of my shape now...it's a part of my soul; it cannot be taken off or altered. It's a simple concept, but a difficult practice lately. I hope we pick up where we left off...I have faith in that...I'm a wonderful fool.
Write more later
--Ry

Bad dream?

I still wake up sometimes and think maybe it was all just a bad dream...I get those sometimes. After a moment or two passes I remember everything. You're gone.
I pray this isn't the end of our story; that someday this will all just be the sadness that contrasts our love. I'm a romantic and a fool sometimes -- a dangerous combination.
I have to be going for now -- I'll write more later. --