I am going to end this entry with a little poem I wrote. I am not that good, but I believe that writing is therapy. The anticipation grows As the wait comes to an end. Forever my heart he holds. Patience is a virtue.
Friendship is the key.
Solitude becomes lonely. The truth is there within Waiting to be found. Time is very precious. Inevitably love will happen Whether it be tomorrow or today. Faith is what I must have for my love will always be there Waiting forever if I have to.