Life is so complicated, the older I get the more shades of gray there are, than the boldness of just black and white. My Love, Jim, I had met quite accidentally online. We chatted at great length that first night we met. I found him intoxicating, interesting, magnetic.
I awoke the next morning and checked my computer immediately to see if he had indeed sent a message. He had. We went on to continue chatting, eventually on the phone, then the ultimate - in person. We were so honest with each other prior to meeting. We shared all sorts of intimacies of our lives with each other. We both felt that honesty was so important.
He knew my life was not my own and he had commitments in his life also, I was raising an 18 year old that was not mine, and taking care of a disabled person and working 3 jobs.....These circumstances alone would not have made for a perfect relationship, however, our bond, our connection, did. After meeting Jim the first time, it was instantaneous - actually I already loved him before I even met him. From that point on we were together as much as time would allow us......weather it be online...on phone...or in person .Our visits both on the phone and online and more importantly in person were filled with passion and love - so many memories.
Our First Meeting was incredibule, I was extremly shy and could barely look at him, but my heart filled with such love with every word that came from him........every touch from him....made me love him all the more.
I sometime wonder.....how?? How can I love someone as I love him, swore i never would, but i also know without him in my life I am nothing but a shell of a person...he puts the beat in my heart.......and he makes the blood run thru my veins.
You ask......How far is heaven...........Heaven is in His arms, I love you Jim........now and forever,
Robin
That was 2 years ago almost and even tho life gets in the way at times with work and illnesses and things ~~smiles~~ We are living together now and very happy and heaven is still in his arms
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