I wanted to tell him everything my heart felt but didn't know how. So I said nothing. That was the last I saw him. Gone from my life as if never being there at all.
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::: Step one - Pencil drawing :::
At one time I thought he'd be the one to marry. How naive of me.
I've already mourned the loss of him but still wonder how he is. Hard to believe it's been five years.
This is one of my entries for the Shared Journal I'm doing. The sketch book felt a safe spot for it.
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::: Step 2 - Underpainting (watercolor and ink) :::
He will always hold his first husband in his heart--as he should. So long as he's not shutting out others who will love him now.
Surely he's started a new life for himself and he deserves that. Wherever he is, whomever he's with, I hope he's healthy and happy and whole.
God bless you, Justin Sullivan.
I love you.
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::: Step 3 - Completion :::
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6 comments:
Gorgeous piece, Dean.
You'll probably never forget Justin or stop wondering what would have been "if only" or wishing for what might have been. But the intensity of the feelings will probably diminish over time. It's good that you continue to wish him well.
A fine painting to express your feelings.
Michelle!
Thank you!
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naturgesetz!
I'll always hold a place for him in my heart.
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I appreciate both of you adding your thoughts here!
-Dean
Your art is wonderful. And you are brave and open with how you feel. That is a pleasure to read. I am sure that any of us who are generations older have felt those painful feelings. Hang in there. Love really is out there and you will find Mr. Right.
You realize that you make some of your finest art from places of longing?
Liz!
"Love really is out there and you will find Mr. Right."
I sure hope so!
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Randuwa!
Yes, I agree.
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I appreciate both of you stopping by!
-Dean
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