I want to go home. To you
by admin • August 17, 2012 • * Safe for Work *, Thinking of you • 7 Comments
It just doesn’t feel right. Life goes on and goes by. I wake up, I dream, I go to bed and I live. In this exactly order. I feel that my dreams are more real than the reality I’m forced to live in.
Don’t get me wrong. I’m quite happy and I even feel completed. Because I know you, because you used to be the part of me and you still are. Even if we are not together anymore. We can be with whoever else, but isn’t that temporary? Temporary as every journey is. You can get as far away from your Home, but you’ll always be connected to that place. You can fly thousands miles away, but the Earth has a round shape and at some point you will return to your Home.
And that’s what I feel about you. I might not see you or talk to you or even hear from you. But I know that you’re alive and even happy. I’m connected to you and I feel blessed to have loved you and to love you still. And wherever I go, I know that my destination is my Home. In you arms, on your lips, in your heart. Knowing this, I have the strength to keep going. Every day, with every step – closer to you.
One day I’ll open the door of my Home and I’ll say: “Honey, I’m home”. And I can’t wait for this moment to come.
Every piece of this is something I wish would be written to me, by the person I lost.
Every part of this is what I wish I could wake up to in my email. Talking/seeing each other is not an option. Email is. I need to see the words.
This letter warmed my heart. Everything my heart dreams. He is home to me and he will always be.
I think of all the different letters on here…this one by far is my favorite. =)
Beautiful sentiments. Strums a side in me of a whole lota wishful thinking!
“Honey, I’m home” makes me smile big time for my own silly reasons.
Ahhh if only…
May you hollar your “I’m home” rather sooner then later. My best wishes to you.
thank you so much for all your comments.
it wasn’t easy to say all these words. because by saying it, i admit it. and it’s hard to admit that he is not with me.
Thank you for your comments. It wasn’t easy to say all these words, partly because by saying this I admit that he isn’t here, with me.. and partly – because I also admit that I still love him.