I want to be with him.

He, whom I love with all my heart. My heart's most precious dream. He who so tenderly receives my love and gives back to me the brightest, most beautiful smiles. He is filled with such incredible purity and light. Though I do not fully understand or comprehend the connection we have, I can feel that we are so much apart of each other. And we share so much joy and laughter!

In my eyes, he can do no wrong. He is perfect, no matter what anyone thinks or says. I want so much to be with him. Without pause or interruption. To touch him and be touched. To be held in his gentle arms, my head against his chest. To hear the sound of eternal music flow freely from his beating heart, and to embrace the light of his eyes in my own. To be together at last…oh, such sweet and passionate love!

The love I have for him runs deeper through my heart than as the oldest mountain's roots course through the earth. It is endless. And the pain I feel in being away from him is the most insufferable anguish I have ever experienced…oh, such indescribable suffering!

I often wonder if his love for me is as strong mine for him. I keep hoping and praying to God that all of my love, caring and devotion to him, will be enough to bring him back to me. For eternity.

But we cannot be, as I so wish. At least, not now. Not for a very long time. It hurts so much to say it. As painfully close as we are, there have only been a few times in which we were able to cross the boundaries of our separate worlds… to join hands…to really be together…and to gaze softly into each other's eyes. It is in these brief and love-filled dreams, that I am truly at Home...

...You will never know who he is.