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IT'S BEEN LONG OVER-DUE
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LYNN I read,
Astounded by your verse.
I see your words,
Gentle as breezes,
Warm as sunsets,
Inviting...like skinny dipping in a pond
On a hot summer day.
You wrote these lines,
For him,
For me,
Now you write them for her.
I am astounded by time...
At how the interval is nearly the same...
From your first date...to committed bliss.
Every detail overlaps in sequence in the next relationship.
Like your love life is some kind of automatic machine.
HOWEVER--
I hope you truely find love...real LOVE.
Because you did not find it,
With your past lovers...
With your lover before me...
With me...
And NOW...you are with her.
I do not know HER,
She may be a dream...
She may fulfill your every desire...
She may even become your married partner...
You may even take her last name...
But I pray that you work out,
For HER SAKE.
If you had as many partners before me,
And have not learned, nor found love,
What makes you think this is "the one"?
Have you told her you were pregnant yet?
Have you told her about your son Drew?
Have you told her about your other children who died?
Have you told her about your degrees?
Have you told her the TRUTH...
That none of these exist?
Are you going to be there to help put the pieces together...
When you tear her world apart?
When she finds out how fake you can be?
Or will you file another "Protection from stalking order"--
Like you did with Richard,
Like you did with Trent,
Like you did with me?
It's funny how everyone is seeing your life patterns--
BUT YOU.
Have you even introduced her to your mother?
Or is this why you are moving out of state?
To keep all of us distanced?
To keep us all guessing what the truth really was? is?
I feel sorry for you,
You have lied so much until,
You cannot see what the lies are,
You cannot differentiate between fact from fiction.
Of what you said in which relationship.
How many times have you told of the birth-story of "Drew"...
IN THIS RELATIONSHIP?
I pray that she finds all she wants in you,
For eternity.
I pray that you give her everthing, as she deserves it,
Always.
But for you, I pray for nothing.
You wouldn't deserve a love like that.
You've kicked every lovebird out of your nest,
You've deafened your ears to every doted sweet nothing,
You've left anything that was real...
Whether it was from Gordon,
from Richard,
from Trent,
from Chris,
from Annette,
Or from me.
I pray for happiness for her,
For God's ultimate will for you,
And Peace for me.
Because for all of us,
It's been long over-due.
