“For you see, each day I love you more, today more than yesterday and less than tomorrow.” —Rosemonde Gérard

I sit here, alone,
In this darkened room,
My only illumination
The light
Of the full moon
Glowing softly
Through the diamond-paned windows.
My thoughts
Are focused inward,
I’m thinking of you,
Of us,
As I replay that moment
Just this night
When you first said
“I love you.”
I had not realized how badly
I had wanted, needed,
To hear those sweet words
Whispered so passionately
In my ear,
Or how badly I had needed
To whisper them
In return.
It’s taken so long
To reach this point.
Where do we go now?
We’ve both loved
And lost before,
We are hesitant,
Even now,
Of giving completely
Of ourselves,
Afraid, perhaps terrified,
Of making ourselves
Vulnerable again,
But there can be no doubt
That we belong together.
We have waited
All our lives for this love,
Each twist and turn
In our life’s paths
Bringing us straight
Into one another’s arms.
We must trust
That love will continue
To show us the way.

c. 2013