I thought long and hard
About what to say,
Over which words to send you
On Valentine’s day,
So many compliments,
All of them true,
But the most simple
Are ‘I Love You’
Being a die-hard romantic at heart I’ve never needed an excuise to tell a woman that I love just how deep my feelings go.
I’m looking forward to finding someone special to share life and love with again someday…
For the first time in a long time I thought about you laid sleeping next to the man you love last night, and as lonely as I was, the idea that you were safe and happy made me smile.
I know he’ll always be your number 1, but 2nd, 12th, whatever I am or was, I’ll always treasure the time we had together.
It hurts, the loss made all the harder for never getting the chance to know if we’d ever really work together, but it is what it is, and life goes on – maybe one day I’ll even stop missing you.
Looking back over this blog I noticed the tag line and it stirred a thought in me – there’s been so many times I’ve put my thoughts and feelings into words with the intention of sending them to Inamorata, but 9 times out of 10 I didn’t… These messages have collected on my phone as random drafts scattered amongst various messaging apps. Some trigger strong memories of specific times or places, others are more generalised.
In the past some have formed the basis of posts on here, but as part of a conscious release effort I’ve decided to publish these messages (suitably edited) on an ad-hoc basis – unless specifically stated the time and date of publication has nothing to do with the events of the day…
These truely are the words left unspoken, words originally destined for Inamorata, now released into the ether to serve as a lesson, aide-memoire and catharsis…