My Dark Gypsy

I havent had the desire to scribble my thoughts since my last entry. Seems futile in my efforts to jot down my memories...for what? To remember bad notions that have been left on my table. Ok, so they havent all been bad but it still feels like there is no point in even keeping this journal. Maybe its for my future somehow. I dunno. What I do know is that I regret my last entry. I was angry that I lashed out and cursed all women, and not all women deserve it. Since then I've had lots of time to think and there have been some great women in my life and times it has been me that has fouled. And in answer to my curse, another woman has entered my life.

We have a gypsy living with us now. She said she was looking for me, that she was sent to me for a purpose. I knew her grandmother when she was young. I saved her from the rauckus band I was with just around the turn of the century. As if it were yesterday I remember how my clan brothers thought I was nutz for protecting the woman. But I know my roots and I do know that my bloodline and hers were intertwined somehow. I felt it so my brethren at that time let her be and she thanked me...profusely. Well, her thanx still offered, now in the form of her grandaughter. Jailissta...cant remember her romany surname but she's mine...so she claims. Aidan scares the shit out of her, makes me laugh...Aidan is so intense.

I miss my darkheart. She's in and out without a word anymore. She has been dealing with her own demons. I wish I could help her but she wishes to take care of things on her own. Aidan hasnt even met her and now she has another to meet. Soon...she will make herself known...I will not push her. She has been at my feet for almost a decade now and never does she falter in her love for me. Always will I love you, my darkheart...one of the great women in my life.