 Thanks 1993 |
Thank you
God for everything you sent my way, all of it made me who I am. I am walking my
path with grace and dignity, and I am hoping in my heart that I will find a
harbour in this world, which will be serene and calm, and loving. Like every
one, I feel the need to be in a relationship of affection, mutual respect,
friendliness, and warmth. I am not made out of stone or iron.
Sweet
love Raymond G., you will always be in a special corner of my heart where
your big heart embraced me and you made my living life much more loving. There
were so many more tears in the heart that never reached my eyes, for you
were there to put a smile on my face.
I love
you, man. You made me believe in life all over again. Last time that I held you
was in 1993 and now it is 1998, and I am on my way to Paris, to claim
our midnight in Paris.
He was
the only one that made me believe. He was good and kind, and he respected me. I
still can smell his aroma. I can see the softness of his eyes. I can hear
the beats of his heart.
He tried
to act very strong and cold, but he was the most sensitive man I have ever got
to know.
He was so
tender, soft, generous, kind and most of all, he loved me, the only one who
ever showed me love...
For that
my love, I am in debt to you for life. I love your world, your universe, your
loyalty, your tender heart, the magic of the summer of '93 with you in Paris,
in the south of France. Your loving, us together, was overwhelming Monte Carlo
and most of all, the first 24 hours we spent just talking. I will forever love
us!
March
1998
YB
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