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Dearest,,

And i found myself searching for the moonbeam tonight,,
neither the ray of lights nor the triplet stars i could find,,
So is it this distance,,? or just me and my foolish massive ego,,
That just make things seem hard to be enlivened,,
Guess it is me,,
And you're still the same,,i notice,, nothing has ever changed,,
Never once i could find a moment when u were not there,,
Only to listen to me,,selfishly whining bout every single thing that i should have been grateful for,, or when the going just gets tough and u were just there,,listened for hours,,for me crying over nothing,, or saying life has done me in an unfair way,,or whatever,,
Ah yes,, nothing compares your unrivaled patience,, I believe.
But its been quite a while,,dont u agree??
Since the last time i could ever feel you,,
Not just some silly long distance mobile connection,,or over that so called high tech that the internet could possibly offer,,
So is it this distance,,? or again, its just me being heartlessly defeated by my ego?
guess it is me,,
Being over and over again insatiably not satisfied with whatever this ride has given me,,
And you're still there,,,,placidly saying its okay,,
And me,,still here,,not hearing a heart,,
And how i wish the breeze of this beautiful spring,,along with the beauty of its blooming flowers,,
Could ease my pain of horribly yearning for you,,
Ah ya,,how i wish,,
Pardon me, dearest..
No worry,its a bit faltering,,yet we are at a standstill,,
Nothing compares to you,,that's one that wont ever change..


A bientot mon bebe,, j'espere qu'on ira bien,,
Je t'aime,, toujours,,

~Delilah~

Birmingham, 2007