Oh how we loved with a passion
. How we tried to be so loving to our beloved but on occasions it was misunderstood. And how our loved one tried to be loving in return and that too was misunderstood by us. Thus arguments between lovers are created. Yet in nature we all do need to be ourselves, but so often that in itself creates conflict. Even so, whilst this confusing process continues the love builds stronger as the years pass by. Two lovers sharing their lives together among happy and blissful times. Yet still there is the gremlin of intermittant bickering and rows with someone ending up feeling hurt. Maybe both feeling hurt. Things said and soon regreted. And then the sweet making up. Peace and love prevailing before the next conflict. Such is a loving and passionate partnership. Never quite full sailing. Finally one tragic day one of them sadly passes away and all the past memories are now left with the survivor to deal with. Alone. Those times we smile - even laugh. Then the memories that cause us to feel deep regret, even guilt. And those memories where we beat ourselves up because now in the present time we can't understand how we could have behaved in such a fashion. But its all to late. We can't turn the clock back. Oh how we wish we could. How we wish we could have been a better person to our sweet heart. Yet we were simply being our self. And our loved one was simply being themself. And were the current situation reversed, our dear loved one would be feeling exactly the same as us as we look at their photograph and cry for all we once were.
Love and Light
Geoff
