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From His Soul to her Heart – pt. 1
 
Text Box: It's through god's grace that we found each other, stayed together despite all the obstacles. And it is through god's grace we will be okay and embrace the life we are meant to lead. As I close another letter to you, I want you to know that after everything we've been through what hurts me most is that you've just left me out there in doubt and confusion without any kind of communication. There's no excuse for this kind of hurtful treatment, and that alone is unforgivable. Love wouldn’t treat another heart in this callous fashion. I speak in honesty. Love you as I've always said I have, love you for my heart knows no better…my faith in you remains, but your silence deeply troubles my spirit. I know I write dramatically and sometimes seems like I’m going off the deep end, but I’m not. These are words, thoughts I never thought I would ever have to express. Feelings I thought I would never have to feel because somehow our love was special-a love that's special should never hurt like this. I hope you take my words and feelings to heart and search within yours for the voice which speaks in honesty, for the voice we both once heard when it called our name together in unison. Love u always, His Soul (I wanted to write a letter from a guy’s point of pain to show that when loves goes wrong men do feel pain. We hide it well, but undercover of the night we retreat to lick our wounds. When the day begins anew you can hardly ever tell just how difficult the night had been. Later on I’m going to try and write Her response to him. Sort of like a R.Kelly Chapter 1-5 deal. Stay tuned. Thank you reading.7-27-05….4:40 on God’s time) Dean Jean-Pierre (This work is copyrighted)
Text Box: The place he visits often… Felt the need to address my feelings and to express to you how I see things from my perspective. As always I pray (I do now as I've always done) that your spirits are okay and your health is on the upswing. My mind time travels through this life we've led. How we met, what we've been through and where we're going. My intent as I write is to honestly state how I feel, tell you where my heart and mind is in accordance with the will of god. So with that said I write and speak to you in honesty. The love I feel for you through all of this still burns bright, still looms over my presence with its ever watchful eye. On my part, nothing has changed; my love still remains as faithful as it ever has and stronger than all the hurricanes that have ravaged our island. So it is with this thought in mind that I say to you as I've always done all you ever owe me is to be honest with me no matter where the truth might lead us. I feel it's in the air, in the silence of you not writing me for eight months. I remember the last letter you wrote me when you asked for the victoria secret's stuff, that was so many months ago. Yes, my memory is impeccable when it comes to us and matters of my heart. I still remember to this day, seven years later exactly what you were wearing, and If I close my eyes I can still take the scent of your perfume dancing across my nostrils. If I hadn't written you for eight months, how would you feel? Wouldn't you feel betrayed, angry, disappointed? Wouldn't you believe truly or falsely that my love had found another heart to call home? Wouldn't you feel that through no fault of yours, the lines of communication had been shut down? Any sane man (I've proven myself not to be sane) would have already reached the conclusion that despite what you've said, that your heart is in a state of confusion and you find it hard to express that you've fallen for another? If you had written me Text Box: and expressed to me whatever emotions that are going through you, then I would have no reason to be left in the dark, and to wonder what is to become of us. Sometimes, especially in this case love needs to be reaffirmed and nurtured. I don't know if you truly understand where I'm coming from. If you could somehow be able to see the depths of my despair this letter you read now would be wet with tears. All I ask for is honesty and life will take its course-that is all you owe me. Not because of everything I've done for you, that you owe me your love, not because of everything the pain and sadness we've been through that you owe me your love, not because we're married you owe me your love, not because of all my words of undying love and affection you owe me your love. Your heart should be mine only because you love me and not as some debt of gratitude. No matter the pain, believe me when I say this I would appreciate it if you would speak the truth which resides in your heart. For if it come to that point because of so many years of ups and downs, that your heart has wandered and found someone else to love, you owe it to yourself and to me to speak to me in honesty. Only in doing so will you be able to fully be with the one you want to be with. I could be way off on all this-but where doubt resides there is some degree of truth. I don't know if guilt has so overwhelmed your sense of common decency that you are unable to write, even when you think what you have to say might seem not worthwhile. At least it’s better than not saying anything at all. My love for you has been a blessing as I believe mine has been to you, but the voice which speaks to me in the silence of the night cries to me telling that that there are also too many tears on your heart. If you need me to set you free, then set you free I will. My love for you won't allow me to keep you a Text Box: prisoner just because we are married. I remember when we met and I was the "other guy" until you could get out of the relationship to be with me. I don't want to be 'the other guy" that you're trying to get away from to be with somebody else. Love is a fragile entity that should always be cherished and treasured and constantly nurtured. We haven't been doing that and without that constant nurturing, love fades away and is replaced with apathy (when u just no longer care) it feels that we're there or close to it. With that said, apathy for me could never bloom in heart. It would die a quick painful death. With love, comes a certain responsibility that a fragile heart has been entrusted in your care and if you're no longer able to be true to that heart; then it's your responsibility to set that heart free no matter the ramifications. Whatever demons (sadness) that have plagued you during your life, whatever pain and sadness you've endured I had hoped to be the one to bring your heart happiness and to show you that when love is true life can be wonderful despite all we've been through. I want you to know as I speak in honesty that whatever happens between us my love for you, what we've been through, I know the beauty of your spirit and I can never hate you. I can be disappointed, saddened sometimes angry but I'm not capable of hating you-I want you to know this. I want you to know that as always my only purpose for everything I've ever done for you comes from my heart and my true desire to bring you happiness as I believed you would bring me too. You've never truly let me break down all your barriers, I have gotten as far as anyone ever has but you never fully trusted in the love I gave to you unselfishly to be there and always support you. I've been the constant communicator (sometimes it feels like I'm the woman in the relationship, but that's cool I don't mind-sometimes)