I feel haunted by every moment. Memories of these days here in Virginia Beach have already begun to linger in my mind and heart. It seems I live every moment knowing it will never be again. I do believe that true love lasts forever. Veronica, Jeni, Emily, Sarah, these loves did not last forever. Who they are now is not the person I once knew. I’m sure I too have changed.
The summer is slowly closing, and I wish I could be back in the arms of Mary. I wish I could sit above the city of dreams and overlook L.A. I wish I could wake up once more under the thin slice of the Vermont moon.
I am missing days I haven’t even entered.
Oh to be 22 again. To have just returned from Africa, to be working with the beautiful Dawn, to be sitting in class talking about movies, to be directing fifteen teens in a Christmas show.
I visited eleven new states while I was 22.
I miss the wife I have yet to meet. Forgive me for looking for you in others’ hearts.
I want to sleep in the arms of the one who knows me.