on Civility and Decent Behaviour

Dearest Jefferson,

I have been so selfish. Please forgive me. I am sure I have broken plenty of the above-mentioned rules for civility and decent behavior.

I never want to have a day like today again.
But in the end, we made up and our relationship was saved.

I am so glad we finally talked today.
I love it when we can talk.
I love the sound of your voice.
Just hearing it calms me.

Of course, sometimes we do not need words.
Those times are beautiful too.

I love you, Jefferson. I do.
Thank you for loving me.

Yours forever,
Cosway



You say it best - when you say nothing at all
It’s amazing how you can speak right to my heart
Without saying a word you can light up the dark
Try as I may I could never explain
What I hear when you don’t say a thing

The smile on your face lets me know that you need me
There’s a truth in your eyes sayin’ you’ll never leave me
The touch of your hand says you’ll catch me if ever I fall
You say it best when you say nothing at all
Allyson Kraus

dearest friend...

i am hoping you find your way onto this site again. it has been a long time since i last wrote anything here. today was a very odd day. we have had more than our share of frustrations. but i know that it all stems from being so far apart.

still.....
i do not know what to do.
i do not know how to make things right.

i am not sleeping with anyone. and there is no indication that it will happen. i wish you could believe that. i believe you when you tell me you are not sleeping with her. why can't you trust me?

as to the $1.99 african violets -- i was not putting the flowers down. yes, they are lovely. and i was not defending him. i just got irritated by the way you said it... putting them down compared to your $100-plus bouquets. it's not the amount spent on the flowers that matters - it is the love that they are given with, that matters.

do you even know what my favorite flower is? i bet you don't.

i love all of the flowers that you gave me - every time. yes, i did feel special and loved and spoiled.... but i would have loved you just the same if you had pulled up some sunflower growing on the side of the road and handed it to me with a kiss......

i am such a hopeless romantic.

and i love you still. so much that it hurts.

i miss you. why do you have to live so far away?

always,
m.c.