It'll never happen.

Please illuminate me,

I don’t want it of the midichlorians type.

I want purity of thought, and intention.

I want an inner compass that can never fail.

I want to stand with such purpose, that it is no longer myself standing.

I want to feel the deep, healing love that is supernatural.

It’s own intelligence, capable of changing the future.

Unstoppable.

I want the highest good for everyone.

Do no harm.

I need partnership, a friend for the beginning of the world.

Driving in illuminated light.

I go here sometimes, for solace,

range road 52, to look at the stars,

to feel the glow of the earth,

and think of you.

It will never happen. I know you mean what you say.

So do I.

Loving you was not a crush.

It wasn’t even a choice.

I felt possessed to love you.

I still do, feel compassion for you, empathy.

You were my first teacher of the way.

I want to be your student.

I want to be your friend.