Suffering In Silence: Variations of the Loved and Loving

As I always wished, as I always dreamed, as I always wanted. My love will never surrender to the needs of the lost or the un willing, I will only give my heart to him who will cherish it for the rest of his life in dreams and in reality.

He who does win my heart and has earned my love, He who has a soul forever connected to mine by a  bond unbreakable by even the strongest, narrowed blade, he is the one who I have waited for unendingly.

Dreams are something I am well aware of. I do not dream or raise expectations as to who may be the one that I speak of. But these dreams do bring hope to my lonely thoughts. They bring me ideas of a future that would otherwise seem solitary and unsure.

I do not look for the love that I may have some day. I search for nothing, for what will come will come in time, despite my soul's begging and pleading. It will come in time. The love and hope, and connection of soul-mates will come when it is ready. The mother of earth and the father of human kind will look upon my life and choose when I am ready, and the love and my soul, with his soul will in turn merge gloriously.

I will take chances offer and choose my very own destiny. I will let fate take his course, though I will push that very fate unto my will.

I shall never love another if I have in fact found the soul my own searches for desperately. In time I will be completed. It does not matter when, what age, what person, what world, what occupation, what race. In time it will come, and I hope with all of my life I will recognize that time before I pass by it upon the rocky path which I call my life.