Thursday, December 22, 2011
Wednesday, December 21, 2011
My Taj Mahal

It's not nearly done yet. I guess I promised you too soon, when it would be finished. The rooms are still empty, the flowers in the garden yet to bloom. The domes are still taking shape.
I know you may not want to live here with me anyway, but I'll continue to build it lest you ever come back and lay down the carpets. I cannot begin to apologise for my youth. I guess you always knew why we were so different, but I'd never noticed until you were gone.
Bae, I hope you're happy there and will always be filled with joy and merriment. There is no bliss in the world that I do not wish for you. I have always prayed for your well-being and that He will always love you, guide you and forgive you, and help you with all your tasks. I prayed that He will grant you all your needs and wants, make all your dreams come true. There is nothing that I had not prayed for you.
I look at this Taj Mahal everyday and think, I am grateful for everything, these walls I'd built, brought meaning back into my life. I lost my way for a long time, but now I'm found, because of you. I will always be here for you bae.
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