When you get the chance to sit it out or dance, I hope you dance..

photo taken when we were dating

You were my fantasy,

that breathed into reality,

The day we saw each other,

there was no other.

So we didn't know the future,

time didn't matter,

A moment in each other's presence,

a moment deep in passion,

Time stood still,

afraid to breathe,

Afraid to breathe,

afraid to move,

Lest this fantasy just shatter.

by arh

I was up till 3am....I was reading letters my husband wrote to me when we were dating...how pathetic am I ;) I have a whole album of every letter and card we every gave each other. I've started a new album with all his letters since he's been in the Army.

Last night feelings became words...words that flowed poetically from my fingers to my journal. I'm learning to let go...to wear my heart on my sleeve sometimes isn't so bad...it allows you to feel incredible feelings you thought were hidden away, but only because you built a wall around them. Fear of being vulnerable and humiliated, or maybe weak and out of control.

There doesn't need to be a reason to hug...JUST hug....just CRY....just say I LOVE YOU....just SMILE.....just LAUGH.... Would if you don't get another chance?