"As others around me look forward to the New Year to come, all I can find myself thinking of are days now over, never to return. I pray that our parting at least brings you peace of mind and a future, my love.
Be not like me. Do not regret days past that were filled with endless doubt, my love. Savour those precious moments that we shared in happier times? For lest I know that you still think kindly of what I once was, nothing is worthy of thought or existence anymore and all else is but a void of desperation and eternal desolation in a world that's damned.
There is an emptiness in my heart that weighs me in permanent ache and a vacancy in my soul that cannot be filled again since my soul mate in love left it painfully bereft. It is my thought of days to come that now wounds me to the quick and leaves me in a state of mortal wretchedness. I am desolate in my despair and my heart is trapped in a coil of barbed wire that will never again release itself to another. Such thoughts of days without your smell, smile and touch lacerate the roots of lost romance with bloody tears. Send me your rose of red remembrance so that I may smell your touch once more and feel the splendour of your bewitching smile that gently picked and wrapped it within a bouquet of passion that still stirs my senses.
Now that you are no longer by my side, my love, I have never felt so abandoned and alone. I want no others in my life and have lost all feeling for earthly pleasures or times to come. Nothing new surprises me anymore because there isn't anything that is spontaneous; everything is either planned or expected. My fond memories, now spoiled by your absence, have smothered my sensibilities and choked all pleasure from my mind. I care not for either start or end of any day or night, and all the rest of time is nowt but misery in the making and want in its waiting." William Forde: December 30th, 2013.