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    Thoughts to Ponder

    Once in a lifetime, you meet the person that is meant for you. It only happens once. You might meet people that you think are the one, but when you meet the one, you know it. That is how it happened with us. We met and hit it off immediately. It was magic. I thank God every night that I have her. I see our future together and it is bright. We have so many dreamsso many ideas. I have been with others, what is it about her that gets to me? How did she get to me so quickly?

    I sit beside her in the morning as she sleeps, I watch the peacefulness she possesses and wish she could see what I see. When she holds me at night, I see a love in her eyes that is undeniable. She means the world to me. I hope I dont fail her.

    I wonder if she knows how I feel about her? I try to tell her, but to merely say I love you is not enough. It does not come close. I try to show her in the little things I doI just feel inadequate trying to share the feelings I do have for her. I know she has heard everything I tell her before, as I have said some of the same things to others. The difference is, I feel a beating in my heart that I have never felt when I tell her that I love her. I hope that someday she can understand how powerful my feelings for her are.

    I have loved others, and I know she has as well. How is it that my love for her is so different?

    This woman is the love of my life, and I will spend the rest of my life trying to show her how much she means to me.

    The End.

    Comments

    1. I think it’s Bette. She was not the kind of person to express her feelings in words. She is the kind of person who’d express her feelings through deeds. So definitely: Bette.

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