This is an elderly man who lives in my town. His wife died back in 2008. And every single day since then he has visited her at the graveyard. No matter if it is raining, thunder storming, snowing or sunny, he brings a lawn chair with him and flowers and sits down by her grave for multiple hours of the day. 365 days a year you can find him out there. It would mean the world to me if everyone could get his story out there, to let people know, true love does exist and last.
I’m getting nervous just writing this dang thing. First of all, there isn’t anything i don’t like about you, and i’m saying that honestly. i think you have the cutest face ever, oh man those dimples are just killer. i don’t even know. i like when i’m hugging you or laying against you and i can hear your heart beat. i love that sound. i like the way your breathe feels on my face and i love the way you finally give in and just let me hug you. i like the way you look when your just sitting there staring at me. you are the only person i hold eye contact with and not feel like i’m being invaded. i like the way you walk and the way you laugh when i say something lame. i like how sweet you are and that you know how to talk to me. i love laying with you. i love the way you sound right after you wake up. i like the fact that no matter how mad i get or many times i try to fight with you that you don’t do it. you let me get it out and you still talk to me like nothing happened. even when i make huge mistakes and get upset of stupid things because they get me right where hurts the most, you still talk to me. i know i have all the reason in the world to hate you but i don’t want too. i won’t change anything that happened. as much as i wish that all that stuff never happened, i wouldn’t change it. i haven’t completely gotten over it and somedays it gets me but it doesn’t matter anymore. i just you’d understand how i feel but there aren’t enough words to explain it. i’ve never felt this attached to anyone and i almost feel pathetic because people ask me why i keep talking to you but i have too. i think its worth it. i can’t believe i’m telling you all this but i need to put it out there. a lot of people think i don’t know what i’m feeling cause i’m only 17 but i think that’s lie. its been about a year and a half and i’ve thought about it. i think by now i would have figured out whether or not it was worth it. i went so far to figure it out i’ve talked to people at church. i just dunno. i feel dumb for being this honest but i have to admit it. i just don’t want to lose something that’s that important to me. i freaking cried because i was so happy the other night! how can that not be some serious feelings! i know i’m crazy for being so serious but i’m not like everyone else. its just the way i am and i’m not ready to just roll over and give up now. i’m not giving up on this one unless God comes down and slaps me for wasting my time! its been almost five years and how many girlfriends? i don’t think i’m wrong when i say there’s something there, and i admit when i’m wrong… :]
“Talk is cheap. If it wasn’t, people might not toss around “i love you” like a marked down phrase in a sale bin. Being stingy with your feelings, saving it up for a worth while moment, should make it all the more meaningful to the person you eventually tell; no matter how long it takes. If you are the right person, it is an investment worth taking. The trouble is, sometimes you can wait so long to hear it that you go broke inside. “