The truth via text messages...

I felt like I needed to do this for a few reasons;
1: There is a raw honesty about baring your soul in written form, and no matter the context or format, it is both cathartic and insightful.

2: I shall never be able to properly capture all that there is to myself, herself, and ourselves, no matter if it is emotions, reasons, ideals, feelings, philosophy, practicality, or any other definable quantity or measure.

3: I needed to clear more space on my cell... What? Honesty is a crime now?

On falling in love with your new best friend:
"I just... The enormity of it, the impact, the implications when viewed from a 3rd person perspective, it boggles the mind, and conjures up thoughts of destiny and fate, and raises questions on ones judgement and points towards the frailty of our humanity verses the strength we all hold inside, as well as thoughts of a great romance or the youthful ideals of love and how they stave off the harsh coldness of the universe and the vastness of all creation and where we can find ourselves in a little corner of it all... How does one sum all that up with a few choice words?
I love you until the sun grows dark, the seas burn away and the mountains crumble to dust, death shall fear me for I will fight it if it bids me to leave you before my time, I will always hold you dear to my heart, even when you hold mine as your own...
How do I say all of that without falling into drivel?"

Prose or verse, upon the subject of romantic longing:
"I'd rather be anywhere than where I am now, anywhere a'tall, I'd rather be where you are, no matter where you are, your arms about me is all I truly wish, soon enough I know we'll have this, again and but sooner, than it might seem, your lips on mine and our hands intwine, are a sweet n glorious dream...
<3"

"But every morning, I wake up with the memory of your hand in mine, your bead on my shoulder, near my heart, your eyes so bright, and your lips so soft and sweet...
It is enough for now, if only just..."

(her)
"Thirty-six hundred deaths each hour, times twenty-four to make each day; my heart dies a little inside, every long second you're away."

(me)
"Twenty-four hours, made of eight hour shifts, times four days a week we are bound by glyphs, marking the hours until we may speak, and cursing the time we squander at the end of the week, but with each "I love you" my soul will burn, glow with survival until your return, into my arms where you belong, still for now we make do with text verse and song."

"How wondrous you are my love, infinite in your specter, simple flowing grace in your beauty, and bottomless depth in your intellect, gentle wisdom in your heart, I love you so much, in whole and not just part, from your flowing brown locks to your sleekly curved buttocks, your mirth filled smile and your simple style, your spirit so intricate, and your razor sharp wit, the the warmth of your kiss, I know above all this: I want you, I need you, I miss you, I love you... With every atom of my being and fiber of my soul, I want to hold you tight and never let go, to pour myself out upon you, body, soul and heart, time may move slowly, but if there is an end to the waiting, then there is of course a start."

"As the air grows chill and the rains come at last, I remember the joy of summer past, for your love so real, of hugs and cuddles and kisses to give and not steal, and the peace of mind that I shall only find, in your arms and gaze, your kisses so sweet, when I feel the graze of your fingers so neat, and the soft warmth of your breath searing my soul, when next I hold you, I may never let you go..."

"My dear and gentle maiden, how can I express my loving devotion to thee?
Where there mountains tween'st us I would doth scale them as if a tree, where there oceans marking our divide, I would cross then as if they only be but a puddle wide, if desert where to grow upon the land middle of us, I would tread it's sand under my feet, as if it where paltry dust!
But no matter the rivers or roads nor fields of farmers crops that mark the ways, I will forever long for your sweet lips as I count away the days, until I have you yet again where you ought to be, pressed into my side so tight in my arms next to me."

"When I say I love you, I say more than just that, I say that I think about you a lot, that I care about you, that I like the things that make you who you are, that I think your smart and pretty and talented, that I want to be close to you, that I want to hold you, shelter you, that I want to make love to you, that I want you cared for, that I want you to feel special, beautiful, important, treasured, that I would do anything for you, to hold you, to make sure your safe, that I would walk through fire without blinking, that I would climb any mountain, cross any desert, swim any ocean, fight any monster, confront any person, bear any pain, that I would give my last dime, my last breath, my last drop of blood, my very soul, my very life for you, without hesitation, or reservation, I would give any and everything for you in a heartbeat, for only you, because when I say I love you, I mean all of that and more, for you are the missing piece of my heart, and I would be so much less without you... <3 <3 <3"


So yeah... They have been on my cell for the last few months, there where others but they are more personal so I won't post them up here.

Also blogger app for i-touch FTW!

Love endures,
~Caleb