9.29.11

To My Dear One,

I love how you sleep so peacefully at my side.

Yours Truly,
Those Jolly Lions

9.26.2011

To My Dear One,

I love you and the life we have together with our little apartment and our kitty.

Truly Yours,
Those Jolly Lions

9.18.2011

To My Dear One,

I simply adore how much you love me. Just remember that I love you back ten fold. And remember that I love the way you are wearing your pajamas right ab out now.

Truly Yours,
Those Jolly Lions

7.19.2011

To My Dear One,

It's been so long since I have felt the cool air fill my longs into sedation. My mind is filled of anxieties that have found a way to only exist there. But please believe when I say that you are the Milky Way lighting up my night sky and forcing me to gaze hour after hour after hour after hour. Our lives are changing as we speak, and the only thing I pray for is that you will be the one thing that never changes in my life. And I will do everything in my power to make sure that we are together, happy, lovely.

Yours Truly,
Those Jolly Lions

P.S. I love it when you watch your Asian Shows.

4.25.2011

To My Dear One,

I look and I try to figure out our future. Cheap hostels across the continent. Weighing the cost of lodging with the cost of transportation and forgetting that I'll have to buy food while there. But I love the idea of cooking for the roommates. I love the idea that anything will make us happy there. Because we'll be together in that foreign land, hand in hand. The fact of the matter is that I love you and I miss you, but in a week I'll be on my aluminum vessel to be physically be with you once again.

Truly Yours,
Those Jolly Lions

4.3.2011

To My Dear One,

We met, two years ago, this day. It was in the evening in the living room, caused by kids who we no longer see. We shared laughter and conversation under the starry pinpoints and and a disregard for our reservations on a chilly April night. I remember walking you home. I remember the streetlights bouncing their dirty light off of the bricks beneath our feet and coming around that corner and to your front step. You standing on the step made you as tall as I was (almost). We stood and traded telephone numbers. You told me to make sure I called you because you were a Southern girl and that was the appropriate thing to do. My heart filled with the warmth of that Southern everything, that warmth has never gone away. You told me afterwards that you were not going to kiss me that night, but you did. We kissed at that step and I knew that we were to be together again, we were the special us that most people never experience.

We have come a long way since then. What the cliche calls bumps in the road as both parties made their mistakes. But show me an experienced body, that has lived life to its utmost fullest, and tell me it has no scars. Tell me it has never suffered even the slightest scratch or contusion in experiencing its experiences. Show me an old craftsman, and tell me his hands are not callused from all that he has created. Show me an old cowboy, and tell me his face is not leathery from the sun that follows him obediently as he meanders the desert. We are but an us on our way to being an an old us, living in a house with children and grandchildren and great grand children and great great grandchildren. And now we are past our injuries of the past. We face a new mark of growing old as we spend this time apart. But that will soon be over and we will face the challenges this world wiser for the years and ready to take on everything.

And now I sit here, miraculously awake, yearning for your body to be here with mine, watching TV and dreaming of things we will do. I want to do everything. And so do you. I have a lot of dreams for us. Because I know that these two years have been extremely hard, but at the same time loving you is the easiest thing that I have ever done. As we complete our dreams, we will grow new ones. Perpetual dream making as we continuously turn our dreams into accomplishments. I love you. I do not want this talk of the future to scare you. I will be there with you. And I will be the happiest man to ever exist because of you.

This may sound really bad, but all I wanted to say is that I have never known another human being with whom I long for more. I have never had anyone make me more happy than you have over the past two years. And I know you will only make me happier. I love you. Happy Anniversary.

Truly Yours,
Those Jolly Lions

3.27.2011

To My Dear One,

I don't know where you've gone.

The rain pats against the glass of the windshield then rolls right off. It strikes faster and faster as the traffic moves slower and slower. I have the heat on, but I am still cold. It is that chill that sits in your spine when you isolate yourself in your blanket in a cold winter night, yearning for your one and only lover to come and fill in the other side of the sheets. I have one of your favorite bands on the radio, the one that writes the sad, sad songs.

I wish I could know.

I sing along, loud and proud, along with the chorus in the private sanctuary of my mode of transportation. In an instant, I am brought to a state of eternal depression. My vocal chords tighten so that they become unable to vibrate. I feel the levees holding my reservoir of tears of tears ready to break. This is me calling out to you, my love.

But the minutes draw near.

You are not riding shotgun next to me. I know you are not there, face lit with the light of the early morning sunrise back dropped by the amazingly monumental mountaintops or lavender clouds thumb tacked to a passion fruit pink infinity. But all that is there for me to see is the window, overlooking the river, perpetually in motion until the water dries up. No matter how much it seems that gravity has lessened its pull of the sand in the hour glass that tells the end of our geographical separation from one another, the grains still fall.

When you will be here.

Truly Yours,
Those Jolly Lions

3.19.2011

To My Dear One,

I love you. I miss you. I'm working on something decent for on here. Something that's more quality than the usual posts. I just wanted to let you know that you're still in my thoughts (always).

Truly Yours,
Those Jolly Lions

3.13.2011

To My Dear One,

I saw this house for sale on the way to my Grandparents this morning. I feel like it would have been perfect for us.

http://www.prufoxroach.com/PropertyDetails.aspx?mlssearch=true&propertyid=7a45104b-b859-495f-9a17-b5b8ec08d823

Oh well, we'll find a better one ;)

Truly Yours,
Those Jolly Lions

3.12.2010

To My Dear One,

I booked a one way ticket to Jackson and our Comfort Inn in Cherokee, NC.

Yours Truly,
Those Jolly Lions

2.28.2011

To My Dear One,

Some sort of paradise.

Yours Truly,
Those Jolly Lions

(picture property of Erica Lucy)

2.18.2011

To My Dear One,

Rest my tired lover, and in your rest the time will pass and we will be closer to being together. For as you sleep and the night passes, I dream of you being be my side. This morning I lay upon my side with you talking. You told me to imagine you lying on your side across from me. But that is not what I imagined. I imagined your body up close to mine, your warmth against mine, and we were as comfortable as we were the first night we layed together. I am always tired, dear. But I am working harder than I ever thought needed in order to see this world with you. And in the satisfaction of knowing that I am doing what is rightfully required, I find my rest and satisfaction. I'll sleep on the plane to Jackson, Berlin, London, and wherever else we may go. I love you, you are bringing out the best in me (it's how I know we were made for each other).

Truly Yours (Forever and Ever),
Those Jolly Lions

42 more days

2.15.2011

To My Dear One,

Play this while you read:



These are two songs that made me choke up when I heard them yesterday. They're a bit silly and cheesey, but they make me miss you. What I said was true this morning. I have a new vision of the world. We are not like everyone else. But that is not what will make me great. Me having you is my greatness. I love you. So enjoy the music, and I'll try to be a bit more creative tomorrow when I stay up a bit later.

Truly Yours,
Those Jolly Lions



43 Days come tomorrow ;)

2.10.2011

To My Dear One,

I'm sorry I've been slacking. I heard this and thought it would inspire both of us.



Truly Yours,
Those Jolly Lions

2.5.2011

To My Dear One,

Once a Cowboy met a Space Alien. When they met, the Alien asked the Cowboy why he was in space. The Cowboy told her that he was tired of Earth, tired of the people around him, and so he started jumping until my legs were strong enough that I broke away from the Earth's gravitational pull. He was floating ever since just by himself. He had seen the Alien fly by and thought she was a beautiful comet. Now knowing that she was an Alien and not a comet, he didn't mind because she was still gorgeous. So they decided to float around together. He would play music for her on his twelve string guitar. She would show him the stars and the galaxies and the nebulae of the Universe. They were forever wanderers of existence, and forever happy doing so. For they had each other (just like you have me).

Truly Yours,
Those Jolly Lions

2.1.2011

To My Dear One,

I want to try and ease your mind with a story. This story involves a Giraffe. A Giraffe who was stuck on an island all by himself. He was quite sad and lonely because he was without his wife. Eventually, an Albatross flies by. But as the bird flies, the Giraffe did not make any effort to signal him. The next day, the Albatross flies by and the Giraffe once again does not make any effort to alert the bird. The Albatross swoops down and lands upon the Giraffe's back. He taunts the Giraffe, asking him why he makes no efforts to get off the island. He vows to fly by each day until the Giraffe finds his way off of the island. The Albatross keeps his vow and each day flies over the island. And each day, he sees the giraffe just sitting and watching the ocean. Then one day, the Albatross went to fly overhead, but couldn't find the island or the Giraffe. Now birds are arrogant and think they have the best sense of direction. The Albatross became confused because he knew his directions were right, but there was no sign of anything but the open sea below him. He continued to fly circles around the spot, never being able to stop until he could figure out what happened. If only the bird flew a couple of miles NNW, where he would see the Giraffes sail full and bowing the tree that was holding it up. You see, the Giraffe did all of this hard work to dig out underneath the island and convert it into a boat. And now he is on his way to be with his wife and to be happy for the first time since he had left her. He knows when he returns, it will be joyous. (And it was).

Yours Truly,
Those Jolly Lions

1.25.11

To My Dear One,

I am sorry. I lost my head tonight. I got angry. I don't like the idea of what you said. And I tried to protect our relationship. I failed as I have failed before. Looking at us now, all I want is for you to be happy. That's the only thing I try to bring to you. And at the end of the day, I love you. I want you to do what you feel you need to to be able to enjoy your life.

Yours Truly,
Those Jolly Lions

1.21.11

To My Dear One,

I was going to post a video of Simon and Garfunkel playing Bridge Over Troubled Water. It came on my ipod today and I just wanted to remind you that we are moving forward. We are making progress. You and I will be together very soon and we will be happy. I am without a home. I am merely wandering until I have you as my anchor. Maybe I'll try moving down there soon. But without you, I am nothing. I don't exist. I am a shell of flesh and bone stumbling around the Earth until I can find my soul. You have it. And when I'm with you, I have it. We will be together with haste and until then, remember that I love you immesnely and undyingly. You are all I think about. You are my better half. And soon we will be together.

Truly Yours,
Those Jolly Lions

1.13.11

Erica, I will marry you sometime.

1.11.11

To My Dear One,

As the snow falls I sit and wonder, as the chill falls down my back, how will I stay warm tonight? The body that I clasp on to is no longer present. I have nothing but myself to keep my warm. And I am not fat. I am not warm. Not as warm as the heart within your breast and the smile that melts away my sorrows. I can't stand to be away from you. Yet, through the foggy window, I see us walking through the snow to have fun in it. The memories of snowfalls past. The hope that I can be snowed in with you and only you makes me smile. But just because I smile doesn't mean that you're hear. And until you're within proximity to my body, I will not be content. I will not be truly happy. I will be thinking about you and how I want to spend the rest of my life with you. One day, people will look into that foggy window, and see us and how we love each other, and that would make them smile and fill them with warmth enough to get them to their own love. But until then, I'll just keep you on my mind and in that permanent spot in my heart and smile because I know we're going to be together one day and nothing will be able to pull us apart.

Truly Yours,
Those Jolly Lions

1.4.2011

To My Dear One,

That days are getting harder. I long for you like the wife of a general longs for her husband at times of war. But like them, we must stay strong. Soon I will have you in my presence and there will be nothing but positive emotions between the two of us. We are on our way to paradise, my Darling, we just need to finish the arduous journey.

Truly Yours,
Those Jolly Lions

1.2.2011

To My Dear One,

Lines and forms move as I ride in the car. The lights of the city streak past as I go by them. I am in something grand. The lines lead to the corners of the building, and then down to the street. If I got out and touched them, they would have a texture. I could feel the temperature of the materials. I would realize that they are in fact real. But they're not. Nothing is as real to me as the love I have for you. Our relationship is makes me realize just how everything is placed in this world. And without you here, I don't see reality. The only thing I see is your absence. The space between my arm and my body in which you are supposed to be. The only reason I can bear the reality of your absence is because I know that I will see you again, fairly soon.

Truly Yours,
Those Jolly Lions