I found an email the other night that you wrote to me. It was from two years ago. Almost to the day. It was you first saying that I was ignoring you, and that was probably just life on life's terms.
And it broke me to read it then, and to read it now. What pain you were in! I wrote you back that I loved you probably more than I cared to admit, but that you were always with me. That you lived in my heart. That you weren't going anywhere as far as I was concerned. I wrote to you, that it hurt me terribly that you were in pain, and that you did not need to worry. I guess I assuaged your fears because You replied that you would never dream of asking me to dance (the dance of rekindling our relationship)-until you could give me the dance of my life.
You did just that.
And I love you.
And my dance card is still open for you to come and fill it.
See you in every star. In every pomegranate. See you until I see you.
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