He was a Warrior poet with a broken soul, and she, an Angel whisper, that cries on a cloud alone.
You ever just want to fight for two people you know should be together. You want to give them that hope, that vision to see through the fog of loneliness, and lost dreams. To find one another. This is that story, there are many fragments missing but I have put it together as best I can. I am not an author so forgive me.
It is not such an uncommon story anymore. Two people meet online and they fall in love, but back in 2006 it was a new world. Cyberspace, where two souls meet: no filters, just our words, our thoughts. People meet this way and marry all the time these days, but my love story became my tragedy.
I guess I am sharing this because the memory has been trapped too long. Why is it that we need others to share our pain?
within the flow of tears from our bleeding hearts we stain others, allowing ourselves to heal.
No one saw me bleed, no one knew about us. Falling in love with someone thousands of miles away and never hearing their voice, never looking into their eyes, never feeling the warmth of their skin...I told no one, not my family not my Friends, and when the walls came crashing down, I had no one to hold, and so I fell.
W.P.
Being a lover of real books in my hand and knowing this book is only 190 pages but many of the greatest novels are that small I put great thought into the look of the book itself from the cover to the back cover to the font and the size and spacing to give it a feel of reading letters. The physical book also has six photos through out it that are true to the story that give it more of a vision and emotion.
You ever just want to fight for two people you know should be together. You want to give them that hope, that vision to see through the fog of loneliness, and lost dreams. To find one another. This is that story, there are many fragments missing but I have put it together as best I can. I am not an author so forgive me.
It is not such an uncommon story anymore. Two people meet online and they fall in love, but back in 2006 it was a new world. Cyberspace, where two souls meet: no filters, just our words, our thoughts. People meet this way and marry all the time these days, but my love story became my tragedy.
I guess I am sharing this because the memory has been trapped too long. Why is it that we need others to share our pain?
within the flow of tears from our bleeding hearts we stain others, allowing ourselves to heal.
No one saw me bleed, no one knew about us. Falling in love with someone thousands of miles away and never hearing their voice, never looking into their eyes, never feeling the warmth of their skin...I told no one, not my family not my Friends, and when the walls came crashing down, I had no one to hold, and so I fell.
W.P.
Being a lover of real books in my hand and knowing this book is only 190 pages but many of the greatest novels are that small I put great thought into the look of the book itself from the cover to the back cover to the font and the size and spacing to give it a feel of reading letters. The physical book also has six photos through out it that are true to the story that give it more of a vision and emotion.
