There must be some way to make peace with that which we are. To accept our depth, our needs, our love without question and without excuse. To feel deeply without being ashamed of our desperation, to love passionately without making apologies for loving.
I have found the greatest peace I have ever known in the acceptance of my own longing, the acceptance of my truth and my reality as I choose to view it. This is my life, this is my world, if I choose to love with a depth of passion that is so powerful it can hardly be communicated that is my choice.
And if I spend my whole life writing my thoughts and emotions in an attempt to describe clearly what this love means to me then it is enough and I have lived well because although I may never have been understood or even accepted - at least I have expressed myself.