Tuesday, July 20, 2010

sigh

She is there and I am here. So don’t lecture me on hell.

3 comments:

Wes said...

You can not make it any more simple than that. A conundrum though...the more you close that distance, the further away it feels!

Trée said...

Wes, although my writing seldom shows it, I like the direct route, no detours, simple as sunrise. Just feels right to go straight to the source and lay things out as cogently as possible. And this case is clear, as it has been clear going on thirty-six years. I love this woman as I have never known love to be. When I am with her, the world is right and there is a peace the likes of which I have never experienced. Likewise, there is a fit between us, mutual, that defies any rational explanation. We are, when together, one--and I don't say that lightly. And too, when we are apart, something feels torn apart, no longer whole and it is in this tearing of separation that I experience an ache, a pain I would not wish upon anyone. We, her and I, have lost many years and in this lost is born an intensity and urgency to make the most of every moment we have and so the days together hold a depth of living that is new territory. As I have said often, she has taken me places I have never been and I look forward to that journey for as long as we both have breath. To know that she feels the same is a grace beyond my ability to express in language.

autumn said...

For the post, sigh.
For the comment, another.
The two different. Though you visit hell, you visit heaven and you are blessed.