Swinging For The Fence

To my sweet Jinni,

Since you changed your blog I have not been in the mood to write here. And as I jet set across the globe, my mind keeps wondering back to you. I am no fool, I know how I feel about you & I won't even try to hide or forget it. So what if I can't have you, what if you never learn to love me, I will still treasure you till the end of the world.

I soothed my frazzled mind by running through a romance website that I came across with love letters. The following words felt so right that it stayed in my mind.

"I could hide my heart away in a little box. While my heart may never be hurt, the cost is spending every night alone. I have done that for ten years and I am finished. I am swinging for the fences, I am looking to live the dream, I am putting my heart out there. Could it end up being squashed like a bug, sure. I may never live the dream, but I am going to be swinging for the fences and expecting great things."

Well, my dear sweet honey suckle, you just keep saying no for all you want, but I am swinging for the fences too and maybe, just maybe I might see a glimmer of hope for me.

Your Jas