I just know I have been truly blessed by his love and friendship.  I have always believed that all the heartaches only meant I was being saved for someone better, and my heart tells me I've found him.

We asked ourselves what was the catch?  It's the 10,000 miles separating us... and that one we will over come soon because we cannot bear to be apart much longer.
 

If I could put my love for you in a box…

… I’d put it in a box lined with sheets of  satin,
lace trimmings, perfumed tissue
cradled by a soft pillow…
…to show you how much I cherish this love
spawned by a heart so gentle and true,
untainted even by the pains of the past…
such a pure and unpretentious heart
that dreamt only of a love 
that a lifetime would last.

If I could put my love for you in a box,
I’d tie it up with colorful ribbons of red and gold,
colors of the sun that fill me with the same warmth
your presence in my life has brought to my heart.

Happiness in its simplicity,
a smile crossing my face as I recall the sound of 
your laughter,
or as I remember a line you said,
a thought you had written,
the feelings it awakened deep in me.

A hundred and one ways by which you crossed 
the ten thousand miles separating you and I,
proving this love is true and you are indeed real,
though time and distance tried to say it just could not be.

If I could put my love for you in a box,
then you’d be able to hold my love
and you would grasp that which I feel in my heart
and then you would know how deep
this feeling has grown,
how I had struggled to nurture the friendship
yet restrain my heart from falling.

But how can you deny feelings so true and real?
How can you say no when your heart whispers
it might mean your happiness this time?
And then you realize that love defined,
love as you know it to be true,
love as you know you would give,
that love is him, 
that he is what love means to you.

If I could put my love for you in a box,
I’d lay it down gently in your hands,
as I would handle the heart of the one 
who has come to mean the world to me…
Thoughts starting out as mere ideas
taking form in feelings so real,
a connection so strong even our hearts 
wary of the pain of the past
could not shrug it off and dismiss
as but a figment of one’s imagination.

How much more real can the longing be
when you feel your heart die a little
each time warm thoughts fill your head,
and I recall your words and sighs
telling me how much you wished
the distance separating us 
would vanish into thin air.

You cannot paint a picture more vivid
than the feelings that have come to life,
stirred by two hearts beating in unison.

A mind thinking the same thoughts,
with you starting the sentence,
and my heart finishing the same ---
no explanations necessary
because one so readily understands,
and the heart’s eye reads between the lines…

Seeing the feelings so real,
the love so true,
these feelings we have for each other ---
for I know you love me,
and I know you know I love you.

October 1999