She has such a way of expressing her emotions, it's spellbinding. I was reading her words today and felt myself in her place and my heart began ache for her, and I just felt the need to reach out and embrace her. She writes like an author, capturing every word she uses and bringing so much life into it more than its mediocre meaning. She has a way of turning something bleak into something refreshing and fabulous. Her writing captivates me more than she will ever know. I simply wish that I had her grace when it came time to express myself. I wonder if she knows how much I look up to her, without her being able to see my old, sincere eyes as I cradle every kind word she has ever spilt out my way. She is my role model, and she doesn’t even know it.
She cradles the hard rock bottom of my heart, cradling me with all the love she has within her soul, captivating me; taking my sorrows away from today, bringing new life into me. Her heart is like reading a novel, and unless you know her you will never understand. I can’t explain how she takes me under her own broken wing and heals me from within, helping me touch the world from the outside. She is a breathtaking Leonardo DiVinci painting in the making.
Divine in splendor, and beholding to the minds eye through her hypnotic words of prominence. With each light stroke she becomes more tantalizing; enticing me to want more.
I have had a lot of people in my life, but no one can be her. She is the one person I run to for therapy, to mend my broken dreams, or inhibitions. A reticence leaves me when I am talking to her. I wonder if she will ever know just how much she, and her friendship, means to me.
I may not ever have the open opportunity to tell her in person, but I know that she reads my diary everyday. And just knowing that means soo much. She told me that she would never miss any of my entries today. Those words were simply beautiful to me, and I cried tears of happiness.
She is the light at the end of my tunnel. When I am feeling dark, she is there to brighten up my way. She helps me release my fears and I can actually make it through one more day. I want to say her name, but then again I don’t. She knows who she is. And, that is all that matters to me.
I wish I could reach out and hug you, just so for this one time; you could feel in my embrace how much you mean to me.
I love you my dearest friend. My best friend.