There she is, the candle upon my canvas, the sketches within my life! I do love her so.

Haven't been updating for awhile, got so much to catch up on!

Things have been great, excellent if i do say so myself! We've literally spent every single day together since her return and i feel like a huge void has been filled.

We've brushed on the topic on how's it gonna be when i leave this Feb. It's gonna be really scary and hard on us and she reassures that all will be well, but i know as much as she does, there's only so much we can do.



I'm glad i've found a comfy spot in her family, she's got a really great family and i'm overjoyed that they've welcomed me with open arms. Can't thank God enough for all the gifts he's showered on me.

Speaking of which, we attended our first mass together on sunday evening, and looks like it might just be a weekly affair. Someone once tried to emphasise how important growing in God was, but i never could understand. I do now, and i'm glad i found someone just like me, someone who understands just the way i do. It was such a surreal moment as i sat beside her in all the silence. I thank God for her, and for this.

I need to get a job soon! I'm running outta funds and its suffocating me! Argh, at least i'm working something out, should get a job in due time. Yippee! X'mas is coming yet again! I hope this time i get to feel like a kid again, but i think not, had a talk with my mom the other day on this and she concluded that we're just too old for it. Fancy That! Too old? Who's too old to love X'mas? To feel the true spirit of X'mas?

Much love to all,
Rome
4/12/2003

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It's yet to be determined
That the air is thick
And my hope is feeling worn
I'm missing home
And I'm glad you're not a part of this
There's parts of me that will be missed

And the phone is always
Dead to me
So I can't tell you
The temperature is dropping and it feels like

It's colder than
It ought to be in March
And that's a day or two
Ahead of me
I'll be heading home
Into your arms again
And the people here are
Asking after you
It doesn't make it easier
It doesn't make it easier
To be away

Dashboard Confessionals
A Plain Morning
For us in Feb.

then&now