So many things I should have told you, sad but, true, my ego kept me to wear my love on my sleeve. Truth is, there were so many things that I adored about you, watching you put on a new dress, your funny facial expressions that I saw revealed in the mirror made me chuckle, how you had to shimmy your hips to get past that big buckle.
When we danced, you caught the eye of many a guy, but, I had confidence without measure, that I was the one holding this treasure.
You never saw my tears when you lost your beloved teaching little children job, it broke my heart to hear you sob.
It’s been my own fault that this moment came, forgive me, I hope that we will see each other again, all I’m left with is a broken heart filled with pain.
As the door was closing she paused, turned around, her eyes wide, in a second she was at my side. Where have you been my love, how I have longed for your words, but you never had expressed them before. So I believed you didn’t care, I gulped as she gently ran her fingers through my hair. As I hugged her, I whispered; I love you, she said; I love you too, we both had our boo hoo’s.
How many miss romantic pleasures due to lack of expressions of the heart, sad but, lack of it thereof, has caused many to lose the one they trully love.
Oh Ken it almost made me cry. Recently I started to communicate with a man I was romantically involved over 35 years ago. Never saw the man again since 1987. He took my heart, had my heart and broke my heart. Now he is confessing and telling me things he should have told me then. Thank you so very much for sharing. Hugs to you