So, how'd you find that crippled chick or whatever???
So. I have been staring at this for the longest time, and I have seriously considered just deleting it, because it´s awfully rude, but then I realized it´s also very cowardly because I give you the opportunity to know something about my relationship with a wonderful person and all you can do is insult her and hide behind a grey mask.
I wished that you would have at least come up with a creative insult, because then Clara and I could have sat here, laughing at it, but this was you´re just coming across as really pathetic. With one thing you´re right though, I did find her, and I couldn´t be more grateful that I did. It wasn´t so much as a coincidence, but fate, or at least I like to think so. I am a friend of logic, and I always have been, but with Clara…things are different. It´s as if she brings that little bit of magic into my life, that magic that everyone should experience. She´s the most beautiful woman I have ever known and I tell her that every day. I´ve always seen her as that, and the moment I first looked into her eyes I knew that I was head over heels in love with her. It was so…new, because there was someone who was pretty, and clever, and witty, someone who was willing to just sit with me and listen to my ramblings.
I remember that day like it was yesterday. The day I had taken her up to the roof and she asked me ‘Davey, what´s the meaning of life?’ and of course I told her that there wasn´t an easy answer to it. It was the day I told her how I felt though, and that, in her eyes, I could see more than what meets the eye, that I could see a universe of stars and hidden mysteries, mysteries I would love to solve if she let me, and thank God she did. I remember kissing her for the first time, picking her up and spinning her around like I wasn´t meant to do anything else. I loved her, and I still do. Somehow I was lucky enough to have her love me back, still up to this day, and I wouldn´t trade my life for a billion dollars or anything that man can ask for, because I have everything I need right there in my arms every night when I go to sleep. Injuries and scars, and all these things, they are part of who we are, and believe me, I have enough of those myself, even if they´re not physical, but they do not define who we are.
Clara is the most wonderful, loving and grateful person I have ever met and anyone who has the privilege to know her can consider themselves lucky. I must have done something right in my past life, if such a thing exists, because she loves me back and that´s all that I could ask for.
And…if I think about it right now, then that might be the actual meaning of life. It´s not about what you achieve, it´s about finding happiness. About finding that one thing, or that one person, that makes your heart go crazy and that makes you drop whatever you´re doing just so you can take them in your arms and kiss them and if you´re lucky enough to find that person, then life has a meaning, because you are living it to be with the person you love and to make things right for them, and I am living the happiest life, happier than I could have ever imagined I would be, and I am grateful for that, and sorry if you haven’t found that person yet, but I won´t let one simple message take away a piece of my, of our happiness, because I´ve have found Clara, and I´m not giving her back.
