Another wonderful day without...
I am....Completely, utterly, lifelessly, emotionally, spiritually, casually, angrily, happily, totally, engulfed with any and everything that has to do with Steve, and I am so in love with him...I cannot describe my feelings for this man. But I know that anytime I am near him, my everything becomes better, and I am happy, and the moment the door closes...I am back to nothing. To a fountain of tears, to a clock that will never continue, to a room with these white walls and a bed so old, and to my life being without Steve. And I hate it. Need I have him by my side always to be happy? I think so. He is the better half of my soul. He is the smile that spreads across my face and the laughter that flies out of my mouth. He is everything good to me...I have so much in him. I look at him and I see nothing but...Perfection. Beauty. Gentleness. I love every last thing about him, and I know so much just by looking at him. The distantness that he has portrayed to me lately is hard to cope with, and it makes my life a living hell, but I know that when all is said and done, I will be with my Steve, and we will once again go back to being the happy pair that we once were, before the scum of the earth itself decided to scrape the deepest fungus of itself and impose it unto us. I love you Steve.