My Heart Will Go On
Submitted by J on February 15 2002 07:56:31
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Every night in my dreams I see you, I feel you That is how I know you go on Far across the distance and spaces between us You have come to show you go on Near, far, wherever you are I believe that the heart does go on Once more you open the door And you’re here in my heart And my heart will go on and on Love can touch us one time and last for a lifetime And never let go till we’re gone Love was when I loved you, one true time I hold to In my life we’ll always go on Near, far, wherever you are I believe that the heart does go on Once more you open the door And you’re here in my heart And my heart will go on and on You’re here, there’s nothing I fear And I know that my heart will go on We’ll stay forever this way You are safe in my heart And my heart will go on and on Love Theme from ‘Titanic’ ***** Valentine’s Day 1998 fell on a Saturday. The previous morning (Friday), I was sitting down waiting for my young friend to finish getting ready so I could drive him to school. Well, he came up behind me and gave me a hug, handed me a Valentine’s card and told me that he loved me. As I look back, a love I was never worthy of… It’s ironic how prophetic My Heart Will Go On turned out to be for my young friend and me – it was our song and brings me to tears every time I hear it. He used to snuggle up close to me at the start of the chorus (Near), and then run really fast to the window by the time Celine sang ‘Far’. Then he’d slowly walk back and go through the motions of pushing open double doors with his hands when she got to the part about opening the door. The space and distance between the two of us now is great and impassable; four years is a long time – especially for a boy of his age. Not a day goes by that I don’t think of him and pray for him. I don’t think I’ll ever see him again, at least not in this life. The Titanic struck the iceberg and sank – nothing can change that fact; but I can learn from the past and never repeat that tragic event or those things that led up to it. I thought I knew what love was before I met my young friend; but I was wrong. I thought I knew what love was when I was with him; but again I was wrong. Love was there, but I didn’t recognize it at the time because I was too focused on myself. I’m talking about his love for me, the love I was never worthy of, the love I threw away for what I thought wrongly was an extension of my love for him. On this day (quite belated as I go to post this), I will not do my young friend the disservice of forgetting what he taught me about love in the brief time we had together. Instead, I will honor him as I go on. Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails… 1 Corinthians 13:4-8 God bless you all! With love, J |
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