When I am sick of you, I tell myself that I chose to pursue you six years ago. I cannot abandon you now even though sometimes I hate you with all of my guts.
I turn on soft music, preferably Adagio from Live365. I create the mood lighting. A candle works wonders--the flame flickers in the corner of my eye as Adagio softly and desperately serenades the romance back to life. I pour you and I a libation. Tonight, it's Rooibos, for our health.
So what if we only spend an hour together? It is better than no time at all. At least I whet my appetite for more of you.
Tonight, I celebrate my love for you with all my tenacity. I will sit here and devour your words. I will cherish this moment. I will do everything necessary to make sure that my love for you does not die, even though there is nothing I want more right now than to leave you forever.
One day, by God's grace, you and I will cross the threshold together. You in my hands as I bow to receive the word that confers me with the three letters that will make you a part of my name for the rest of my life.
I was thinking, at first, oh goodness... is he talking about his wife?! Then I realised... haha. :) You can do it! Finish this race!
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ReplyDeleteyeah i think now at where i am i can totally understand what you mean... is between hate and love, passion and torture :)
ReplyDeletethe good news is you are going to finish soon and the bad news is i have a long way to go :(
beautiful...
ReplyDeleteYou Have To Go The Distance :)
ReplyDeleteSniff :'-) so much love from everyone!
ReplyDeleteDid it just get a little warm in here?! Hot post. The element of the threshold and name-changing is the icing on the cake. I love it.
ReplyDeleteFound you...googling for deductivism in social science....
ReplyDeleteI just began the strange love affair with the PhD process in June.... It gets harder, not better? That's your message... Oh great!
Keep on...keepin' on Mr. Lonely Dissertator-