GO?

"I cross out words so you will see them more.

The fact that they are obscured makes you want to read them."

~Jean-Michel Basquiat~

What the one always criticized me for-- making me feel less, depressed, and ashamed-- was the very FIRST thing the next praised and admired me for!!!!

Amazing how that happened! She doesn't even know what she did. And I am still flattered and blushing as I remember.

With each passing week, the importance of her being here within my life is materializing. She stopped the hurting. She showed me other possibilities. She rises higher in status with these affecting gestures extended to me.

My heart is slowly growing conscious of her--- the time she takes. I feel the purest of intentions as she waits. Knowing I am freshly bruised, her patience is evident, undoubted.

I am beginning to see what she means to be.

When we sit together she looks at me, and I recognize that familiar beckoning from within the eyes.

I've seen this before.

Could, Should, Will I GO try, again?

Yes... not yet.