You are no clump of ash, Laura Hanson! It was you that showed me that there IS magic in this world of pain! So full of life, so fair, pure like a silver patron when my heart felt as if it was pumping a dullen wine throughout this broken body. All these years, and many more to pass...you have always been a beacon of light when all other lights have failed. You showed me that to be boring is a choice, to be happy is a gift for the taking, and that to grieve is alright! So full of life, Laura. I know you don't know it but you have been the inspiration for practically everything I've ever done...so do not cry in the dark, remember that you are a gift from God, and in my eyes you have always been the reason I think there may be a God! Linger on, your bright eyes. Seven years before I could tell you these things...although I tried to hint, it was never enough. It's okay that you will probably never be mine. It's okay that you're eyes have captured my heart all these years...You have shown me the light. I finally made it into a song; maybe someday you will hear it...

Last night I dreamed that we were free
In a field full of nothing but a cool summers breeze.
Stars, cigarettes and a bottle full of wine-
But it's not meant to be, you wont EVER be mine!

And in the darkness I saw you standing there,
That sparkle in your eye was glowing with your hair.
It's like trying to communicate through a one way glass...
I scream to you, but you just smile as you pass.

One love.

Chev