I love the silent hour of night, Sandy wanted the sunshine never to end. She loves living in the city, I long to be away from it. I love kissing at night, she thinks kissing in the dark is not the same. Somehow the differences unite us, they pull us together.

And I just let those little things slip out of my mouth, words like I miss you. Please come back and see how much I do. Listen to the soft voice in your heart, all those little things that made up the greatness of our love.

There must be a reason for you to stay away silent unreachable, and there must be a reason for the unbearable pain of missing you. If you only knew how hard it is to smile without you, how impossible it is to open my eyes and not think of you, and how sad it is to close them at night without hearing from you. Is the distance between our hearts more significant than our love? So knowing that there is nothing else I can do, I will keep on living, waiting, dying.

Gladly, I would give you my heart, but why take a broken one when you could have another one. After me, you can always return to a warm place where the sun waits for you. Still, I cannot return to a place that would no longer exist, a place where I had your love, a place where I treasured it but never held it too tightly so that you never lose the freedom so essential to you, a place where only fleeting moments is all we had. I am afraid of the darkness after you.

Life had decided that Aisling and I should not walk the same road hand in hand anymore. My heart had decided never to forget, and my hands missed the warmth of her hands. My eyes searched for her continually, but I could not see her. I did not know if to trust my heart that told me she was always nearby or my eyes that could not see her. I wished to say to her, "Aisling, I am right beside you, and I will love you always.

I believe in loving you every day more and more. Does it mean I did not love you enough yesterday?

You are my rainbow. You came unexpectedly into my life, as rainbows do. I know life is not rainbows and butterflies, but I would like to center all around my only rainbow, hoping for the butterflies to follow.

The love in your eyes, the pain you took from me, and everything else you gave me, is all I am now. Two weeks will rush by like raindrops in a storm. Do not speak of goodbyes, do not mention distance because in your heart I stay.