RJCoke
04-04-2009, 12:33 PM
A Letter to my Wife
I wonder at times why it so hard for me to tell you of the things I feel. You, the one who I should trust and confide in above all others, the one who holds my heart in reality, the one who stands by me through all my mistakes, the one who sees me as I really am and still stays around to love me like no other ever can, or ever would. I wonder why, at times I feel angry with you for seeing me as I am, for loving me when I know deep within me I do not deserve the love you give. The Anger I feel is not for you, but rather for me because I know that somehow I have failed you. I am not your knight in shinning armor, though I would truly like to be. I am afraid my armor has been badly tarnished by life’s mistakes and failures, but you..You still see the shinning underneath it all. I am not a poet, nor a polished writer, there is none of that in me. I struggle to find the words to tell you just how much you mean to me..Knowing that if tomorrow you were gone I would eternally hate myself for never having spoken them to you. I ask myself a thousand times why it is so hard for me to really say the things I want to say.. things like ‘I love you more than all there is to Love,..More than all there ever will be. I love you so!! More than you may ever know. I often lay in my bed at night before falling asleep and wonder about you. I wonder who this woman is that I know, yet do not really know. ,Who this woman is who has captured such a piece of my heart and soul.. I think of how it is to look upon your face and see you smile, or perhaps to see a tear in your eye over some small thing that I do not understand.. I think too, what it is like to feel your lips pressed against my own, Whether the next kiss will be one of slow gentleness, of soft sighs, of lingering touches...or will it be a kiss of passion that leaves ones heart pounding in the throat..one that leaves you gasping for breath and your head spinning in dizzy circles.. I think of how it is to feel you pressed tightly against me, feeling all soft curves of your body against my own. And I wonder too, ..if I shall ever be worthy of the love you give. You are such a gentle woman, such an Angel...
When was the last time I thanked God for sending you to me,
to help me through this life.
Or when was the last time I thanked you
the way I should, my loving wife..
When was the last time I held you in my arms
and truly looked into your eyes
And filled my soul and heart and ears
with the sound of your soft sighs?
When was the last time I told you how much I love you
and how much I truly you miss when I am gone?
I wonder now I think of it..
Why It seems so very long .
When was the last time I took the time to really listen
to the things you had to say,
To try to understand the way
you feel about today
Those little things somehow escape me
in my sometimes busy life..
I can only hope you understand
how much I love you now.. my Wife..
.
At any rate, my love ..rest assurred..there is someone here who cares for you. Always..
I wonder at times why it so hard for me to tell you of the things I feel. You, the one who I should trust and confide in above all others, the one who holds my heart in reality, the one who stands by me through all my mistakes, the one who sees me as I really am and still stays around to love me like no other ever can, or ever would. I wonder why, at times I feel angry with you for seeing me as I am, for loving me when I know deep within me I do not deserve the love you give. The Anger I feel is not for you, but rather for me because I know that somehow I have failed you. I am not your knight in shinning armor, though I would truly like to be. I am afraid my armor has been badly tarnished by life’s mistakes and failures, but you..You still see the shinning underneath it all. I am not a poet, nor a polished writer, there is none of that in me. I struggle to find the words to tell you just how much you mean to me..Knowing that if tomorrow you were gone I would eternally hate myself for never having spoken them to you. I ask myself a thousand times why it is so hard for me to really say the things I want to say.. things like ‘I love you more than all there is to Love,..More than all there ever will be. I love you so!! More than you may ever know. I often lay in my bed at night before falling asleep and wonder about you. I wonder who this woman is that I know, yet do not really know. ,Who this woman is who has captured such a piece of my heart and soul.. I think of how it is to look upon your face and see you smile, or perhaps to see a tear in your eye over some small thing that I do not understand.. I think too, what it is like to feel your lips pressed against my own, Whether the next kiss will be one of slow gentleness, of soft sighs, of lingering touches...or will it be a kiss of passion that leaves ones heart pounding in the throat..one that leaves you gasping for breath and your head spinning in dizzy circles.. I think of how it is to feel you pressed tightly against me, feeling all soft curves of your body against my own. And I wonder too, ..if I shall ever be worthy of the love you give. You are such a gentle woman, such an Angel...
When was the last time I thanked God for sending you to me,
to help me through this life.
Or when was the last time I thanked you
the way I should, my loving wife..
When was the last time I held you in my arms
and truly looked into your eyes
And filled my soul and heart and ears
with the sound of your soft sighs?
When was the last time I told you how much I love you
and how much I truly you miss when I am gone?
I wonder now I think of it..
Why It seems so very long .
When was the last time I took the time to really listen
to the things you had to say,
To try to understand the way
you feel about today
Those little things somehow escape me
in my sometimes busy life..
I can only hope you understand
how much I love you now.. my Wife..
.
At any rate, my love ..rest assurred..there is someone here who cares for you. Always..