"Simply Believe"

A question asked, safety deprived, a way out granted. A small voice ignited a flame, a flame so hot it burned neither blue nor white. A flame that would send two lives to unimaginable heights and death-defying lows. A fire so unfathomably that even death it's hellacious self failed to extinguish the inferno. An inferno that raged from the heart and still the question asked...answered with the sincerest of love, compassion, and the heart's embrace. A sanctuary needed but still a sanctuary unfound just as

So many things are left unsaid, buried in the deepest of depths.
Secrets untold and now in the silence they are crippling...

A night of intimate romance and passion spent, the consequences thought of in advance, but forgotten in the climatic moment. Love sealed, a promise made, a commitment vowed without a ceremony or ring of diamond crystal. Love, trust, and faith internally embedded. The night spent together made unforgettable, a connection felt. Hearts destroyed and a life taken yet the bounding never once failing from a night of intimate romance and passion spent. And yet,

So many things are left unsaid, buried in the deepest of depths.
Secrets untold and now in the silence they are crippling.

A life ended suddenly, a lover's heart shattered and forever maimed,
Questions of why,
Questions of
'How could this happen to me,
To Us?'
A match in Heaven made to last time's most devious of tests. An unspeakable stronger then anything chemistry could ever fathom to forge. So many laughs and memories had, now forgotten they stand. resurrected only in the loneliest and quietest of thoughts and blackest of rooms. So to are the oh

So many things left unsaid buried in the deepest of depths,
Secrets left untold and now in the silence they are crippling...

A day in a month to remember
Yet a day in a month that wishes could only wish to banish. A day in 365 days eternally etched in the most sinister of Occult blackness's. A day in a week, a month, a year for prayers to be prayed and respects to be paid. A time for mournful celebrations of a life praised by the highest of praises and forever held in the upmost honorable of regards.

So many things left unsaid, buried in the deepest of depths,
Secrets left untold and now in the silence they are crippling...

A final 'I love you' never to be said, just as a good-bye never to be voiced. A downward spiral avoided, avoided by the slimmest of margins, but avoided still. And still one surviving lover rises up from the ashes like the Phoenix. Never shall one surrender, never shall one give into the contemplations, or urges to jump into that monstrous blackness! Hell itself endured by the flames burned, but by the memory of a lover passed and unexplainably missed forever shall a Phoenix continue to resurrect and
Simply Beli3ve even though

So many things are left unsaid, buried in the deepest of depths,
Secrets untold and now in the silence they are crippling...

A grave site visited time and time again both in private solidarity, and chilling companionship. All the time spent in celebration of a young life turned cold. Although funeral services had, and a coffin lowered has been witnessed, and Famous Last Words have been said, nothing could ever cause the power of emotions felt to filature. Though a love hath ceased, one must go on and perceiver through the heartbreak and struggle of life alone. For in these times of utter demonic trials once shall find closure and peace, along the way an old fire re-kindled, a passion re-energized.
To honor one must endure.
To pay homage to a lost Phoenix one shall remember a promise vowed,
Etched not in stone, but in the heart's crown of

So many things left unsaid, buried in the deepest of depths,
Secrets left untold, and now in the silence they are crippling...

The strength and determination used as fuel found in the belief that time heals all. The motto of a Legend recited in the hardest of times endured.
'Simply Believe'
One shall to make it through the hellacious blackness. From the ashes of the Phoenix to resurrect and return better and stronger, more able to cope and perceiver through all the ups and downs; from suicidal oppressions to the highest of glories and respects no matter

How many thing are left unsaid, buried in the deepest of depths,
Secrets left untold, and now in the silence they are crippling...

Although so many things are left unsaid something's shall forever still remain,
The memories had, and the laughter shared, the pain withstood, the disagreements endured,
All keep a love alive, if not in the blood and flesh. They mend a heart destroyed by one afternoon and heal the scars and cracks with reminiscing's of a year and a half of the deepest of love's connections to the simplest of puppy love. And although a headstone is now engraved marking the place where an innocent Survivor now lays, with a face too sexy for angels to ever lay eyes. A fighter of life, a warrior of the most demonic of entities now lays with the face of an unknown goddess gazing toward the place she now unjustly stays.

So many things are left unsaid, buried in the deepest of depths,
Secrets left untold and now in the silence they are crippling...

Simply Believe one must!
Simply Believe one shall!
Simply Believe one must to make it through and find the Heavenly light amongst the most satanic of blackness's.
Simply Believe one shall for the memory of a loved one passed.