Mistakes where made. They where made because in my stupidity, I did not know the wonder that I was holding in my hand. So in true style, of a lost soul, I let it go ... to no detrement but my own.

If he could ever forgive me, I would pledge my life and love to him for the rest of my days. If he could ever forgive me, and love me the way I want to live him. With all my heart. I want his warmth, his strength, his fire and wisdom. His depth, his soul, his love.

My heart is breaking for what I now realise I  have probably lost forever.....