I don't know what to write. Can't even remember what happened last week. It's been a week..

...since we last had any contact with each other. Looks like your life is back on track again, with me out of it. Work, church, friends and all. You were part of mine, was I ever part of yours ? I clutch with desperate hands at the straws that remotely looked like happy memories of us together. Were they real ?

One of us is dreaming.

I loved you the only way I knew how, human failings and all. How did a desire to love and be loved turn out to be such a source of hatred ?

The greatest thing that one can ever learn, is to love and be loved in return..

I love you, nothing will change that. In a perfect world, this love is unconditional. Not so long ago, in one of the last 'good' phone conversations we had, I told you,

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Just say the word, and from wherever I am, I'll fly to be there with you by your side

That has always been, and will always continue to be, true. How much of it arose of my own need to be loved in return, I don't know. When I close my eyes and walk, I see you. How, despite everything that has happened, your smile will still be my greatest joy. How, despite the quarrels that we have, all the time we spent trying to fix things, your stubborn assertion that we're not dating and are just friends, hearing you laugh at my silliness or jokes makes it all worthwhile at the end of day. I miss you, and there isn't much I wouldn't give to have things back the way they were, to a time before I crumbled beneath my own need to be loved.

..then give it time..

.. and have faith. That when all the fear and anger that clouded our vision has been diluted with the passage of time, what's left behind will be that which is pure and true. Perhaps we can come together again then as persons in our own right, and with tender strokes, begin the next chapter of the story we started.

The Rainbow Connection

Why are there so many songs about rainbows
And what's on the other side?
Rainbows are visions, but only illusions
And rainbows have nothing to hide
So we've been told, and some choose to believe it
I know they're wrong, wait and see
Someday we'll find it, the Rainbow Connection
The lovers, the dreamers, and me.

Who said that ev'ry wish would be heard and answered
When wished on the morning star?
Somebody thought of that, and someone believed it
Look what it's done so far.
What's so amazing that keeps us star gazing
And what do we think we might see?
Someday we'll find it, the Rainbow Connection
The lovers, the dreamers, and me
All of us under its spell,
We know that it's probably magic.

Have you been half asleep and heard voices?
I've heard them calling my name
Is this the sweet sound that calls the young sailors
I know it's one and the same
I've heard it too many times to ignore it
It's something that I'm s'posed to be
Someday we'll find it, the Rainbow Connection
The lovers, the dreamers, and me.