This is not love, it is something darker and twisted. If it had not ended with the protect what is mine, it would be far far better. If you are watching from the shadows, what you are watching is not yours.
I love this beautiful painting and it's perspective of Jesus on the water .Love how you can see his bare feet on the waters surface with his sweet hand reaching down -ALWAYS. It reminds me of a poem I loved as a teenager. It was about acknowledging the hand that pulls you up.
I thought of you with love today, but that is nothing new. I thought about you yesterday, and days before that too. I think of you in silence. I often speak your name. All I have are memories, and your picture in a frame. Your memory is my keepsake, with which I'll never part. God has you in His keeping...I have you in my heart.
I wish I knew this is how you feel but I will never know. My faith in God tells me you're with Him and that's the only comfort I have. He gives me peace and has protected me through this terrible storm.