Silly humans... We cannot help but torture ourselves for love.

But how do you go slow in a timeless place when all you want is eternity with someone?

I think I finally found the truest kind of love. The kind of love my parents had. Pure, honest, passionate love. Only two barriers between it and myself: the Atlantic and Pacific.

You found me just as I am starting to love myself... And that is the truest form of love.

As I follow closely Buddha's teachings of detachment, I try desperately to imagine life without you but I just can't... But I do know one thing. No matter where this mad universe may take us, all I want for you is happiness. I will never stop loving you. If you love something, let it be free like the wind.