I’m in the middle of finals for my masters, so I have not had time to update it. Once I’m done I’ll post some more.
it may not always be so; and i say
that if your lips, which i have loved, should touch
another’s, and your dear strong fingers clutch
his heart, as mine in time not far away;
if on another’s face your sweet hair lay
in such a silence as i know, or such
great writhing words as, uttering overmuch,
stand helplessly before the spirit at bay;
—E. E. Cummings
if this should be, i say if this should be-
you of my heart, send me a little word;
that i may go unto him, and take his hands,
saying, Accept all happiness from me.
Then shall i turn my face,and hear one bird
sing terribly afar in the lost lands.
Her name is LG. She is a women who could have anything she wants in life because of family money, but instead spends her time helping others. From the moment I met her I knew.
I could spend pages and pages going on about things things I admire about her, but what it comes down to is: she is my best friend, she inspires me, and she makes me want to be a better person. When I’m around her I finally feel like the person I want to be, rather than the person I’m aspiring to be.
Unfortunately she lives on another continent than I do at the moment. Sigh.