And you were brand new. A light in all my corners. A piece of acceptance, hope, and love I did not know I would ever have but now cannot imagine accepting otherwise. A list of criteria is no longer relevant, because we are expansive. I have written so much about love, and now it seems foolish for me to have ever thought I knew what love was before.
I never knew a love like this could exist.
It is what I hoped for, dreamed of, and wanted to believe was out there.
Somehow our paths crossed. I do not believe in fate, but good god, I do not know what else to call this. I am so thankful for you. I have learned that I was never broken in the first place, I was looking at myself through a faulty set of lenses.
We are lucky to have met – at least I feel blessed to have had the pleasure of knowing you. I know never to reduce myself to something smaller or to chase or beg.
I am a wildling, a goddess, not a scavenger. I have always taken what was given to me, I have never wanted someone else’s heart before. I do not follow a book of etiquette, a lady’s manual or a farmer’s almanac. When my desire’s arise, I listen.
Admittedly, they do not speak often – but with you they hum. It vibrates down the base of my skull to the small of my back. I know every time I want to walk away from you that it is a mistake.
And so do you because you gently hook your pinky finger in mine and say stay. Maybe you have no idea who you are and what you have to offer but at least you are not running away anymore.
It is a lot more fun when we can listen to each other breathe in real time, curled up in the same space anyway.