Every time I see my roses
Vivid in the golden sun,
You are with me in my garden,
And I am once again a child.

Vivid in the golden sun,
Their beauty brings me close to tears,
And I am once again a child
Learning to assume your grace.

Their beauty brings me close to tears
As I join hands with you in love,
Learning to assume your grace,
Dancing to your inner music.

As I join hands with you in love,
You are with me in my garden,
Dancing to your inner music
Every time I see my roses.

The clock doesn't stop and my thoughts are the same ...

I am tired, Beloved,
of chafing my heart against
the want of you;
of squeezing it into little ink drops,
and posting it.
But my emails to Heaven
are all that is left for me to do
and the ink-drops will continue to be
the only way I can continue to show you
how much you meant to me.
Yes, my Love, I know you are reading them
up above in God's arms.
Maybe, just maybe, it brings the same relieve it brings me ...

The only thing that keeps me alive and somehow sane is the thought that we only part to meet again. Until then, its me always needing and loving you, knowing that you must be feeling the same x x x

If you love someone more then anything, then distance only matters to the mind, not to the heart.

One long and painful year this has been
and as I walk I see you dying.
I cringe and shut my eyes tight.
My stomach turns,
my eyes tear,
my mouth waters with pain.
Are you standing beside me
when my memories haunt me?
Can I live with this pain,
this missing you,
this gaping hole you left?
I can touch your absence
and the touch
sears my soul into
a vapor.
I continue to walk and I see you dying.
You whispered your last sounds to me;
How can I feel so honored
yet so pitted with sadness?
The scab on my heart has
cracked open again
and the acid pain
poisons me.

I lost you a year ago,
A sorrow that still sings
Of all the tears and emptiness
The loss of loved ones brings.
My sadness comes from missing you,
And missing you from love,
And love from all the love in you
That I became part of.
Your love is still alive in me,
I feel it ever new;
But only in my dreams, I am filled with happiness
By memories of me and you.

I want to leave you something.
Something much better than words or
sounds. Look for me in the people
I've known and loved or helped
in some special way.

Let me live in your heart as well as
your mind. You can love me most
by letting your love reach out to our
loved ones. By embracing them
and living in their love.

Love does not die, people do.
So, when all that's left of me is love,
give me away as best you can.

My thoughts are with you, always x x x

We miss the talks we used to have, we miss the voice we used to hear... we miss hearing your funny jokes, and above all these... we just miss you!

Our Love

The Defenders