March 15th, 2008 by galadriel

Found this here. It made me shed a tear.

I cannot believe the incredible magnitude of the man’s love for his wife.  I wonder if I will ever be able to find a love so pure, so overwhelming that it makes me choose death over a life empty of them.

There is the hope.

March 14th, 2008 by galadriel

A glance, a touch. A fleeting smile. A hint of mischief. Laughing eyes, once full of sorrow. Playful hands. A hug, a kiss. A peck on the cheek. A brush of the lips against the forehead. A grin, a chuckle, full blown laughter. The forgetfulness, the excuses for. Expectations, or the lack of. Hurt, despair, angst. Loss. Guilt. Hope, a ray of sunshine. Happiness, endless mirth. A meeting of the eyes. Instant communication. A connection. Electricity. The wit, the intelligence, the wisdom. Patience. The logical thinking. Achievement. The encouragement, the support. The affection. The sound of a voice. Recognition. Knowing the pain. Feeling it. The waiting. The disappointment thereafter. Sleeplessness. Concern, anxiety. Envy. Insecurity. Reassurance, appeasement. Conversations, discussions, arguments, quarrels. Apologies. Making up. The eyes, the lips, the stature. The smell, the voice. The gait, the stance. The aura, the persona.

Inspired by She’s Got a Way - Billy Joel

March 2nd, 2008 by galadriel

He walks in. She’s sitting at a table in the far corner of the room, reading. Just the sight of her crouched over like that brings about a change in his face. He walks over across the hall. She looks up. Her face lights up as she sets eyes on him. He smiles and sits down. They hold hands. Both of them have radiant smiles on their faces and they seem to be blissfully oblivious to the world around them.

*Two people I observed, who seemed to be so hopelessly in love with each other that it was clearly difficult for them to hide their feelings. Incredibly sweet, the air about them. Had to be put down as a memory.