I do not know what thoughts come to you in the quiet
moments of your day or night. I do not know what fears haunt you the most when
you feel small and vulnerable. I do not know to where your imagination takes
you when you let it lead you by the hand or heart through all of the
possibilities that exist. I do not know the places to which your mind or heart
soars when you allow it.
But I do think of you in these times and I wonder where you wander.
And whatever your imaginings or thoughts I want you to know that what I feel
for you is no imagination.
That I can accept all of you as you are - is not imagination. That I do accept
all of you as you are - is not imagination. That I will always accept you for
who you are - is no imagination. That I love you unconditionally and without
reservation - is not imagination. That I am a simple man made of flesh, blood
and bone who wants to be beside you - is not imagination. That this man will
work for the privilege to be by your side - is not imagination. That this man
will work with you to help you to achieve any goal - is not imagination. That
this man will fight not against you but with you to beat any foe or concur any
obstacle - is not imagination.
I am not an imagination.
Published and unpublished Shout Outs to The Lady on the Train from The Man in the Station.
About this blog
In Toronto, there is a nightly news magazine called T.O. Night aimed at the commuter crowd. One of the
features that it contains is a section called Shout Out where readers can send a short message, rant, note...
to someone, or to anyone...
I started sending Shout Outs to the woman that I am in love with. Not all of them are published in
T.O. Night - and once the magazine is tossed, so too is the shout out...
Here are most of the shout outs that I have submitted - and some of my other writings to
The Lady on the Train...
features that it contains is a section called Shout Out where readers can send a short message, rant, note...
to someone, or to anyone...
I started sending Shout Outs to the woman that I am in love with. Not all of them are published in
T.O. Night - and once the magazine is tossed, so too is the shout out...
Here are most of the shout outs that I have submitted - and some of my other writings to
The Lady on the Train...
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