I have always envisioned Heaven to be a place without pain, without suffering, without hurt.....without earthly love. I have been told that we would all have a mansion of our own in Heaven. I have always envisioned that I would be lonely if I ever got to Heaven.
What if the love is so strong that it follows me to Heaven? What if I never learnt how to let go?
What if I were to meet my loved ones, only to have them leave me again?
"When he moved his head back, she was old once again, the web of lines beside her eyes, the looser skin beneath her chin. She smiled and he smiled, and she was, to him, as beautiful as ever, and he closed his eyes and said for the first time what he'd been feeling from the moment he saw her again: "I don't want to go on. I want to stay here." When he opened his eyes, his arms still held her shape, but she was gone, and so was everything else."
Love is not about how thin you should be, love is not about how pretty you look next to me, love is not about how well you fit into my arms.
Love is about how you continue to look good in my eyes, love is about how close we are even when we remain silent, love is about how I know you like your eggs done....love is about how comfortable we are just spending time together.
"With her, he wanted only time - more and more time - and he was granted it, nighttimes and daytimes and nighttimes again."
Time does not work against love, it works with love. As time goes by, love simply takes on a different form. Even when I can no longer see your smile, or bring you food, or tousle your hair. When senses weaken, memory becomes my partner.
"Life has to end, Love doesn't"
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