translucent, faded water colours follow me still.
Sometimes they make me smile ...
... but they still have the capacity to bring me to my knees.
I miss the freedom that I had ... being with you. Most people think that you lose your freedom when you get married. Not so. I never had more freedom than when I was with you. Because of you.
I miss the deep throaty laughter that you only let escape with a lover.
It's happening ... even though my belief was that it couldn't. I'm feeling wings though I've never flown. I'm standing on that precipice again, and have no fear to leap ... the difference this time is that I don't want to leap into darkness, rather life.
It's ok to go babe ... I'll be okay because I'll take your love with me, and your lessons. Take my love with you ... and know that I love you still. Always. That cannot be changed. It just is.
The Phoenix has arisen from the ashes.
Oh fuck, it's scary ... and exhilerating, like nothing before.
(but I'm still not ready to take off my rings, nor can I change my profile on Facebook to widowed)