Love Letter to a Physiology Book (aka In Love With You Again)
I really thought we were just a thing of the past.
I never imagined you'd come into my life once more. Now, of all times. You really just know me so well.
I was desperate, you see. Lost in a maze of despair, drowning in a sea of doubt and confusion. I struggled...fought to understand, find meaning, rise above my circumstances...yet I remained weighted...anchored to my plight...seemingly doomed to forever endure the tribulations I've had the misfortune to bear.
But then you came. And for a moment I was once again bathed in the glow of that clear, beautiful light we once shared, years upon years ago. Suddenly, everything was so irrationally exciting! Your words are like a drug so irresistibly powerful, intoxicating...i hunger for more!
It's all coming back to me now.
It's been a long time. You were my wind. You buoyed me up to high heavens, lifted me to the sky. You never complained...you were content to see me soar, explore, reach my stars. You were never envious of my lofty feats. On the contrary, you held my triumphs ever so delicately in the palm of your hand and pressed them oh so gently upon your chest...as though they were your own. And truly, they were. For you WERE the wind upon my sails.
But then I had to go. I wanted to reach higher, go farther. You had to stay. And with that, I left...and never looked back...
...until today.
You're here.
With me...now.
And it all comes back to me.
It's all so clear. Oh, how you fill me with a clarity that would make even the most flawless of diamonds quiver with envy. I see that which is beyond the reach of my gaze, I fathom that which is beyond the depths of my understanding. You empower me with a lucidity that traverses all boundaries. Your words satiate and intoxicate me. I crave for more of you!
But as with everything so pure and perfect, it has to end. I wish you would not go. Please don't go.
As I had left you before...so you must leave me now. How cruel these hands of fate! I despair to see you off...but I know I must. Your work is done here...for now...and you must leave my side.
I can't believe I've fallen for you all over again, Guyton.
I shall find ways to be with you once more.
With much love...I bid you farewell...
...till I lay my eyes upon your pages again...
in love, the second time around...
I never imagined you'd come into my life once more. Now, of all times. You really just know me so well.
I was desperate, you see. Lost in a maze of despair, drowning in a sea of doubt and confusion. I struggled...fought to understand, find meaning, rise above my circumstances...yet I remained weighted...anchored to my plight...seemingly doomed to forever endure the tribulations I've had the misfortune to bear.
But then you came. And for a moment I was once again bathed in the glow of that clear, beautiful light we once shared, years upon years ago. Suddenly, everything was so irrationally exciting! Your words are like a drug so irresistibly powerful, intoxicating...i hunger for more!
It's all coming back to me now.
It's been a long time. You were my wind. You buoyed me up to high heavens, lifted me to the sky. You never complained...you were content to see me soar, explore, reach my stars. You were never envious of my lofty feats. On the contrary, you held my triumphs ever so delicately in the palm of your hand and pressed them oh so gently upon your chest...as though they were your own. And truly, they were. For you WERE the wind upon my sails.
But then I had to go. I wanted to reach higher, go farther. You had to stay. And with that, I left...and never looked back...
...until today.
You're here.
With me...now.
And it all comes back to me.
It's all so clear. Oh, how you fill me with a clarity that would make even the most flawless of diamonds quiver with envy. I see that which is beyond the reach of my gaze, I fathom that which is beyond the depths of my understanding. You empower me with a lucidity that traverses all boundaries. Your words satiate and intoxicate me. I crave for more of you!
But as with everything so pure and perfect, it has to end. I wish you would not go. Please don't go.
As I had left you before...so you must leave me now. How cruel these hands of fate! I despair to see you off...but I know I must. Your work is done here...for now...and you must leave my side.
I can't believe I've fallen for you all over again, Guyton.
I shall find ways to be with you once more.
With much love...I bid you farewell...
...till I lay my eyes upon your pages again...
in love, the second time around...
(Jan. 11, 2010)
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