Pooh and Piglet

When I think of the type of relationship I want, nothing sums it up better than the relationship between Pooh and Piglet. "I just wanted to be sure of you."

It may seem so easy to you to be able to let go of someone you don't see often, you don't talk to often, you don't have a long history with. But, it's not about the distance; it's about the depth. "Some people care too much. I think it's called love."

There was immense comfort in knowing someone under the same moon was thinking of me. "I wonder what Piglet is doing. I wish I were there to be doing it, too."

My dreams, both waking and not, were often of him. "I think we dream so we don't have to be apart for so long. If we're in each other's dreams, we can be together all the time."

I wanted to be in his life forever, and he in mine. "If you live to be a hundred, I want to live to be a hundred minus one day so I never have to live without you."

"We'll be friends forever, won't we, Pooh?" asked Piglet.
"Even longer," Pooh answered.

But "I used to believe in forever, but forever's too good to be true." Now, I feel that he doesn't want to be in my heart, and that hurts more than I could have ever imagined. I wanted him to love the tears as much as the laughs. "The things that make me different are the things that make me." And I thought he did...

Yes, I wish things had been different in the end. I wish he had been more compassionate, more understanding, more loving, but who is to say he wasn't hurting as much, if not more, than I? And will I ever truly know? "How lucky I am to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard."

Piglet once asked Pooh, "How do you spell love?" Pooh responded, "You don't spell it...you feel it."

"If ever there is tomorrow when we're not together...there is something you must always remember. You are braver than you believe, stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think. But the most important thing is, even if we're apart...I'll always be with you." He said I am these things without having known him, but his love for me made them manifest.

I still long for one day, despite him telling me it's time to move on, because "Rivers know this: there is no hurry. We shall get there some day." And is that not the Caribbean way, anyhow?