All I have.

     I don't think I completely understand myself. All I have is that I love you and that you love me too. That's all I've got. When push comes to shove in our life, whether it's between us or not. . . All I have is that I Love You. Damnit, I love you. I don't know why this isn't bothering you. I don't, honestly. I don't know where she came from. It has to be someone from my past. It has to be. How could she possibly know about you, me, Jane and Elizabeth? She's going to read this and be satisfied that I wrote a whole post about her. And for that I'm sorry. But look at how many of them are for you. This whole entire blog is for you.

     I love you so much and I can't ever stop thinking about you. I cry. I cry like a teenage girl meeting Justin Bieber. Except with more. . . Actual sane love. No, I'm wrong, It's not sane, these feelings that I have for you, Jane. They are not by any stretch of my, rather large imagination sane. It's insane. It's . . . wow. It doesn't make any sense to have faith in something so unreal. Like God though, there's just something there. I have faith in you like I have faith in God I can't see it and I have no reason to believe in it. Except that, I can just feel something there urging me to believe and to have faith. I can't explain it. It's hard to explain. This is all I have. All I have is that I love you, Jane.

     I know men shouldn't cry. I know that I'm a man . . . and she knows. . . because of. . well yea. Anyway, I know that the hunter/gatherer guidelines dictate that I should not need anything that I have besides a few articles of clothing, a roof and food only when absolutely necessary. It also dictates that men are to be thought of as brutes that are not considerate, emotional or otherwise sensitive. I am however. All of the above. It turns out, though that you already thought these things before I cam to these conclusions. I'm strong yet sensitive. I know these things. I know when I need to be strong for her and myself and when the time comes my family. I also know, however, when I must just. . . listen. {Abrupt ending} I'm listening.