One year later.

For a man who has never completed anything in his entire life, I sure have made alot of half hearted attempts to love. Really loved and not just worshiped. Worship is easy, all it takes is spineless submission, but love, love takes courage and patience. And I think I'm finally there, crossing the invisable border between being in love and feeling real love. It is truly remarkable.

The girl returned, one sunny ossie day she stood before me once again. She had the smile of a queen I was ready to die for and later there was a party to celebrate the reunion of travelling souls. We made love that night, not as much an intercorse as just holding eachother close and feeling the intense longing slowly subside.

We have been together everyday since that day...