Let’s start off with this:
I’m in love again
Every time I think I’m over him
Every time I think to myself “move on”, he’s there
He’s always there
When we talk I feel warmth leak from my heart
Small, shy smile cracking
I’m already young but I feel young again, once more
Like I’m feeling it again for the first time
So admirable, the way he speaks, with experience and caution, with pride and confidence
So kind, soft, understanding.
Eyes soften when thought of
Hands clenching, grasping at the thought of holding
How we could grow
How patient and delibrite.
If I could tell him, if possible, how could I manage nothing more than a squeak!!
The games we play, playful banter
I feel in my soul he knows
Grin at the universe, thankful for such a gift
The priveledge to feel so pure once again
In waves it comes, the ever moving cliche beating of my heart!