Sometimes I get real lonely sleeping with you.

Love simply is.

Falling in love we said I fell for him. We were falling women. We believed in it this downward motion so lovely like flying and yet at the same time so dire so extreme so unlikely. God is love they once said but we reversed that and love like heaven was always just around the corner. The more difficult it was to love the particular man beside us the more we believed in Love abstract and total. We were waiting always for the incarnation. That word made flesh.And sometimes it happened for a time. That kind of love comes and goes and is hard to remember afterwards like pain. You would look at the man one day and you would think I loved you and the tense would be past and you would be filled with a sense of wonder because it was such an amazing and precarious and dumb thing to have done and you would know too why your friends had been evasive about it at the time.There is a good deal of comfort now in remembering this.

Love is like breathing you take it in and let it out.

Did you know I always thought you were braver than me Did you ever guess that that was why I was so afraid It wasnt that I only loved some of you. But I wondered if you could ever love more than some of me. I knew Id miss you. But the surprising thing is you never leave me. I never forget a thing. Every kind of love it seems is the only one. It doesnt happen twice. And I never expected that you could have a broken heart and love with it too so much that it doesnt seem broken at all. I know young people look at me and think my youth seems so far away but its all around me and youre all around me. Tiger Lily do you think magic exists if it can be explained I can explain why I loved you I can explain the theory of evolution that tells me why mermaids live in Neverland and nowhere else. But it still feels magic. The lost boys all stood at our wedding. Does it seem odd to you that they could have stood at a wedding that wasnt yours and mine It does to me. and Im sorry for it and for a lot and I also wouldnt change it. It is so quiet here. Even with all the trains and the streets and the people. Its nothing like the jungle. The boys have grown. Everything has grown. Do you think you will ever grow I hope not. I like to think that even if I change and fade away some other people wont. I like to think that one day after I die at least one small particle of me - of all the particles that will spread everywhere - will float all the way to Neverland and be part of a flower or something like that like that poet said the one that your Tik Tok loved. I like to think that nothings final and that everyone gets to be together even when it looks like they dont that it all works out even when all the evidence seems to say something else that you and I are always young in the woods and that Ill see you sometime again even if its not with any kind of eyes I know of or understand. I wouldnt be surprised if that is the way things go after all - that all things end happy. Even for you and Tik Tok. and for you and me.Always Your PeterP.S. Please give my love to Tink. She was always such a funny little bug.

Be the one who nurtures and builds. Be the one who has an understanding and a forgiving heart one who looks for the best in people. Leave people better than you found them.

Ive been saying it so long to you you just wouldnt listen. Every time you said Farm Boy do this you thought I was answering As you wish but thats only because you were hearing wrong. I love you was what it was but you never heard.

One ought to hold on to ones heart for if one lets it go one soon loses control of the head too.

Must I go bound while you go freeMust I love a manwho doesnt love meMust I be born with so little artAs to love a man wholl break my Heart

Someone real I hear myself saying. Someone who never has to pretend and who I never have to pretend around. Someone whos smart but knows how to laugh at himself. Someone who would listen to a symphony and start to cry because he understands music can be too big for words. Someone who knows me better than I know myself. Someone I want to talk to first thing in the morning and last thing at night. Someone I feel like Ive known my whole life even if I havent.