TWO SLEEPY PEOPLE

at dawn's early light
and too much in love to say good night.

i used to think whatever bliss i get would be short-lived.

then while i'd enjoy it, i'd also be looking out for signs of it fading.

of course, we all know that i wouldn't REALLY be enjoying it then.

i think i'm still looking out for warning signs.

so what's new?

i've stopped fighting my emotions, for one.

it's a long road, getting past the hurt caused by the physical and mental manipulation of the past.

him loving me the way he does perpetuates the intense pain.

but unconditional love sure helps.

it purges me of all that anger i have buried deep down.

so as i basked in his love, i also sobbed in his arms.

sweet surrender.

even with my eyes all puffy and red, he looks at me softly, pushes my hair back and tells me i'm beautiful.

he tells me he wants to care for me for always, if only i'd let him.

and he writes that i am amazing and strong.

it wasn't love at first sight, or second, or third.

it is love that blossomed over four changing seasons, and respect that arose out of each other's prose.

and with every other tear that is shed tonight and for many other nights to come, my love for him will grow.

if this goes on, i think my tricuspid valve will give way in a few moments.

two sleepy people
with nothing to say
and too much in love to break away.