Like a rose

April 20, 2005 at 9:28 pm 1 comment

Like a rose under the April snow, I was always certain love would grow.

He was 17. I was one month shy of my 19th birthday. He was still in High School. I was in my second year of college. The “Uriah Heep” that he knew was a rock band and not the Charles Dickens’ sinister character that I knew. The only “David Copperfield” that he knows is the master illusionist and he has no interest whatsoever in the protagonist in my book.

We’re so different and yet so much alike.

We are both first-borns. We are both stubborn and strong-willed. We’ve butt heads all these 21 years. Although sometimes I think that there are probably only three things that we have in common – namely Reggie, Ryan and Ryland; and although we sometimes hurt each other with the things we say and do; at the end of the day, we somehow find a way to reach out to each other.

You and I will make each night a first, everyday a beginning. Spirits rise and their dance is unrehearsed. They warm and excite us ‘cause we have the brightest love.”

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1 Comment Add your own

  • 1. ajay  |  April 23, 2005 at 8:57 pm

    How romantic. May your love be always evergreen….;) nice site you got here

    Reply

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