When I wake up, yeah I know I’m gonna be
I’m gonna be the man who wakes up next to you
When I go out, yeah I know I’m gonna be
I’m gonna be the man who goes along with you

If I get drunk, yes I know I’m gonna be
I’m gonna be the man who gets drunk next to you
And if I haver, yeah I know I’m gonna be
I’m gonna be the man who’s havering to you

But I would walk 500 miles
And I would walk 500 more
Just to be the man who walked 1000 miles
To fall down at your door

When I’m working, yes I know I’m gonna be
I’m gonna be the man who’s working hard for you
And when the money comes in for the work I’ll do
I’ll pass almost every penny on to you

When I come home yeah, I know I’m gonna be
I’m gonna be the man who comes back home to you
And if I grow old, well I know I’m gonna be
I’m gonna be the man who’s growing old with you

But I would walk 500 miles
And I would walk 500 more
Just to be the man who walked 1000 miles
To fall down at your door

When I’m lonely, yes I know I’m gonna be
I’m gonna be the man whose lonely without you
When I’m dreaming, yes I know I’m gonna dream
Dream about the time when I’m with you.

But I would walk 500 miles
And I would walk 500 more
Just to be the man who walked 1000 miles
To fall down at your door

The Mystery Girl saga has come to what appears to be its end. Worry not; we are still dear friends, which is something that will never change.

But today I broke a heart. Shattered it, scattered it. Such lachrymosity has not been witnessed by me in twenty-one long years of life. Her beautiful face literally rained tears upon my tile floor, each one pitter-pattering like a rain drop. When I held her, my chest was warm with the tears that soaked into my shirt, and I knew she could hear my heart thundering because I could hear it too.

I held her forever, just standing in the middle of my room, my chin resting upon her head as she wept into my chest, her tears the rain and my heart the storm. We love each other so much, so much, yet both of us realized that right now God isn’t calling us to be a couple. She’d held back obvious signs of her affection for me all this time in order to help me find the courage and reason to pursue God’s call, a call she was hearing Him make to me as well. Though she admits that she prayed, constantly, that His will would ultimately have us being together, she sacrificed that want for what she wanted for me: to go where God was calling me.

I have never loved, nor been loved, so truly and strongly in all my life. To have someone love me so much that they were willing to sacrifice their deepest, heartfelt desires for my sake is such a poignant and touching realization that it makes me realize that there is a far, greater love than what I had previously imagined. The love we have for each other is going to last for the rest of our lives and bring us much happiness and strength for years to come.

Possibly having to give up something so wonderful as the prospect of being with her, as well as something I’ve wanted all my life is the hardest thing I’ve had to do. But it had to be done, and I do have a great deal of happiness in knowing that I am open to continue looking into the Jesuits. So we will see what the future holds, Jesuit or not. Either way, Mystery Girl will always be a treasured part of my life.

Laura, I love you.