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For this endless pain and desire
To seek release is to go against all
I stand for or believe in
To harbor it inside is a hell I cannot endure
Yet I hold on to it with all I am
It lets me know I’m alive
It gives me hope and strength
And carries me through the storms I face
Every day in the name of love
There is not enough room in this world
For the soul or the love we share
To keep it apart must be a sin
And to bring it together except in spirit
Seems to be an impossibility
Yet I hold on to it with all I am
It is as essential to me as oxygen
It gives me life and joy
And carries me through the tasks I face
Every day just to survive
There is not enough room in this life
For us to be who we are meant to be
Or to be together in body
Yet I hold on to it with all I am
To let it go without a single chance
To realize our dream for one moment in time
Would create a void which could never be filled
And a sadness which could never be soothed
There are not enough words in human language
For me to express how or what I’m feeling
Right now…
- L.C., 2002, revised 2008 (Some things were meant to be... some that we think are meant to be, are not - but all are equally important. They all lead us to that which is meant to be. This is for you... the ones who led me to the love of my life. You know who you are...)
